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Breakthru

Enter. Labyrinth. Break through.
So many paths, endless coils
Derranged, twisted…
Nonexistent.
I lost myself in you
In your maze of thoughts.

How do you think?
WHAT do you think?
Is it really you inside?
This labyrinth is your own —

No? No, no, its been engraved into
You, slowly, painfully
Day by day, word by word,
Effacing your childhood gradually.

Now the scars itch.
With every scratch
You make, they burst and
Pelt you with old bullets.

Can I help you? Let me
Tell the truth that is
Kept inside your sick heart
Tear it apart.
Impossible…

Your tangled state of mind
Slammed the door shut
Into both our faces.
– It hurt me more.

Deceit is defeat –
So I’ll strive to open your eyes,
Force them open with my claws.
Truth
Always
Hurts.

Crystals

Words stumble on their way out
never quite making it, held back by
emotional stiffness ——-
cadaverousness caused by responses
given only to chill
the blood in your veins into ice cubes
preventing further blood flow.

Logic takes over sentiments
and the heart is further encrusted with
unenviable crystals of indifference.

Sleep – the sole saviour – continuously fails to satisfy.
Reality gets in the way, holding the door forever open.
The draught thus created is uncomfortable and
ambivalent in its purpose.

Exit

Put up to your eye
a magnifying glass.
Clarify the world outside,
quarantine your inner morass.

Set foot outside your door
let sunlight embrace you.
Discard your astringency to the core.
Let harmony abound.

Your soul forever on a precipice,
wavering from darkness to light
and back again once more with caprice,
never getting quite right

the basic facts of life.
Playing with others’ hearts
with pure, malignant delight
plunging them into maelstrom nights.

Shed your venomous skin,
your ignorance of pleasant affairs;
Slow down your hypnotic spin,
never mind the amused stares.

Show the world
the shining star
the king of the absurd
that you so colossally are.