The darkness consumes even time itself.

Look at its stillness, so complacent, so blissfully false.

So dark that I sometime lose myself in it.

It caresses’ me, leaving a heavy trail across my skin.

Why must it torment, even in my decay.

I heard my skin as it sizzled and decomposed.

The scent of dying flesh flooded my nostrils.

I couldn’t see, it was too dark.

I couldn’t see, because the dark consume me.

I couldn’t see, because I can’t remember that step right before you see.

I loved the sea, and now it does nothing more than torment me.

I loved his world, but it was filled up of lies.

White lies. Green lies. Black lies.

And Red lies.

And I can’t deny, I did love it,

But it was a lie.

Dreams spark from my lips yet they never seem to light.

Their echoes are my nightmares.

So in essence my nightmares are the fragments of the dreams,

That once became complacent.

The air is rich of earth and dead sea, a little muggy to its touch.

A swamp of that I once thought was paradise.

But that was when I thought I could see.

Its eclipse, one would considered to be millenniums ago.

But we arall now in the dark.

I heard your voice echo across my sea.

Dance on the blades of the green fields.

Singing on every breeze, but I know I cannot trust it.

Last time the light toke my sight, and I refuse to lose the sound of the world.

“You do not see, because you refuse to see”

“You will not hear, because you can never suffer its sound”

“And one day you will not feel, because you choose to late.”

You talk, and talk but I know you lie.

The voice sings a song more heavenly than the stars.

And I can hear nothing else.

My skin sizzles but my ears fall deaf.

It’s cold, dark, and quiet.

I couldn’t hear, so you strap the words into my skin.

“Stop following, and see the light”

I couldn’t hear, so you tore it into my flesh.

I am deaf and as good as blind.

I have now where to run, but towards the “light”.

I close my mind, and I close out the world.

And I could hear the voice again.

“Let it go. Let it hurt. But don’t let it consume you”

Tears run down my face, and the pain pushes out of my chest.

It crawled across my skin, burning in its stride.

The blades, of what was once greens, straps against my skin.

Something cool and rigid, as it crawled on top on my skin.

The Rigids ran everywhere on my being.

Their edges pushed against my skin.

And I felt fear…it paralyzed me.

My tears began to burn my skins.

I lost my sight, I lost the sound of the world.

But I didn’t lost my voice, and if I have lost everything,

I will not lose myself.

My tears burn as the fall from my chin.

And like a caged bird I sing.

I sing for today, I sing for tomorrow.

The Rigids stop, and leap from my skin.

I can hear their wings.

I can hear their wings.

Then out of the blue, and out of the black.

They lit up the world, or maybe just my mind.

They orbit me like stars, and I realized.