Black fluctuations of my mind

by Fig   Sep 14, 2005


When the garish sun dissolves away
A black silk world submerged
And drapes my life in folds of chill
A soothing nighttime purged
From all the heat

Different warmth emerges then
The sticky blood red sears
The essence of my twisted mind
The murder of my fears
With my bare hands

Black fluctuations of my mind
Spin-soar from out my grasp
My concious mind is dead behind
Desperate for waking gasp
Then real tears

Pursue with fierce iniquity
Still slaughter as it yields
My black soaked skin and hair and eyes
Veiled in dreamy fields
To remind me...

I'm a creature of the night
A dark and twisted soul
No liquid drop of soothing white
For all that makes me whole...
Is blood

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  • 18 years ago

    by Navy Blue Heart

    I don't think it needs a better name at all turnip! I think it sounds amazing as it is! I love the way you've added a little extra line to each verse! V excellent my love!