I found freedom
losing all hope was freedom
self improve or self destruct


Right in your face but not visible
The tip of your tongue but you can't taste

Grotesque distortions - dark cyclones
Virtual abattoir sadists womb


A host to parasites every day and night
The need for something more out of life


Lost in oblivion dark and silent
A fear you cannot smell or taste
The endless trance, the muffled cries

I await my second birth

The secret webs of emotion

Spin the threads of self-rejection
The secret webs of emotion
Safety net for all our pain


Castrate the mental wreckage
Waste is a thief

No antidote for anger
Sow the seeds you reap.