As above...so below
Musings from the forgotten...
What form of light can penetrate the darkness
Tattered ashes
Smoldering beneath the beleaguered decadence of memory
Doomed to walk the thin line between
Life and death
Heaven and Hell
What voice of truth can lay siege to these shadows
Whispering forever through this ashen heart
Searching for peace amongst the remains of tomorrow
Existing only in theory yet desperate to awaken
In the midst of shadows and false prophets
False images, they all blister
into bitter ash and brute fervor
Blowing through tomorrow's memories and yesterday's future
like tumbleweed
scorned, unhealed and broken into pieces from the mirror
of my third eye forever weeping
Even in the darkness, light permeates with its own lies
Smiles still blinding, my mind somehow
pictures divine scriptures perfumed with delirium and wonder
followed ever closely by the dark stench of truth
Is this real
Or am I dreaming?
About the Creator
lazarusInfinity
Writer/Creator-New Orleans.
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Comments (2)
Nice one
nice