The Hourglass Part 1

I delved into the hourglass
Split into shards shattered by regret
Warped into distant dreams
The insurrection laden over to the horizon
Screaming the prophecy of my own dooming

Stuck in this hypocrisy
Torrential pouring of blackened grief
Touching razorblade smiles
In the honor of all subliminal greed

This place for which I am stuck
Festers me with such belligerent agony
Woefully celebrating
The honor of being destroyed
While enslaving all rationality

Ah, The hourglass it fills with dreaded metaphors
Demons,. Skeletons, Witches. Gargoyles
All shredding me into oblivion
As we fall ever slowly
To the other side unified
In this united tragedy of oblivion’s tantalization
As I am nothing more than specs of tiny shrapnel
Clueless in this unknown origin

Falling, Falling, Descending
When will it end?
This nightmare’s possession
My own sanity in question
As I fall down impaled within
Into the illusions of distant dreams

Horrid to the foul stench of destruction
A crime scene within my heart
Sliced by the heat of a perplexing passion
Confused to the center of my inner chaos within

I am Pummeled by fate’s deception
By the approval of genocide’s lust
Weighed down by this grave of ill intentions
No longer relevant to all things beautiful
As this ugliness grows within

I am my own evil
I am my own sin
Is this the final curtain?
To my own hell within

Within me
Is nothing but distant dreams
Wait is there still hope?

Written By,
Healium Shriekspear
Raven Rage Nightly INC
6/6/11