I Am The CaveDweller

My soul is bound to the comfort of the night.
I see peace in the eyes of those walking in light.
Why is mine a quiet, misbegotten, cold path?
Why am I cursed with blackness, my craft?
They see in the day, what I see in the smear.
I'd rather be Blind. Never seen it more clear.

I Am The DeathEater

My path, criticized. My love, mistaken.
My truth, demonized. My intentions, forsaken.
I exist of my very own Questionable ways,
Is what they may say. But yet Either way,
they have failed to explain this lack in my soul.
An obligation to doubt someone's ways, or my own.

I Am The DreamKeeper

I only doubt the meta space where I belong.
Any moment in time. My intentions, not wrong.
Why am I undeserving of the blessing of eyes,
It would take to enjoy this dreadful paradise?
Designed in a way meant to love, with allure.
Reality gives me truths so morbid, and obscure.

I am The FleshKiller

My outward darkness hides radiant light.
Under the skin I’m truly alive,
Aware of the truths of the infinite you.
that the finite you hides from the you’s outside of you.
I criticize my flesh, as if I’m its maker
ashamed of my craft, I am my life’s taker.


I Am The LightBringer

The allure of light is heartbreaking.
As I remain in my statuette state of polarity,
I will only ponder the idea of me belonging.
It remains and sustains, this concept of peace.
Yet for me, it remains just out of my reach.
I die by the hour while soaking in bleach.

I Am The FatePainter

I am a sinful sonnet, a broken poem within.
A creative means to my creative end.
There’s a truth craving lie breaker, known as my head,
Screaming “This is the end. never begin again!”
Yet I endure another canvas, this in mind, for my sake.
Every stroke that I make paints my darkest mistakes.

I Am The MindShaper

Limited possibilities of my existence made me numb
I understand that my quest has the darkest outcome.
Is there no promise of existential peace?
Do the misbegotten dark ones find any relief?
I only question my physical form, In its case,
In metaphysical space, I've been put in my place.

I Am The EndSeeker

I can only give, what I never have seen,
I can only live showing love by showing me.
A creature of a creation, On an abysmal planet.
I will orbit the sun, I will suffer, then I'll vanish.
I'm just above the black. And I'm just below the white.
Bloody hands washed with tears, I carve out my light.


© Derek 'Abraxas Rebxrn'