Trance

Desire's funeral came to an end..
A boring parody I could not comprehend..

Rise,shine,glow and bloom
as rivers of spring are after you!

Salvate my sorrow for I cannot bleed your incoming poison..
Silence of perception confuses my illusions leaving me wasted near the end.
Sincere feelings are nameless serial killers when patience is lost with severance.
What's the point if I can't wake you from this trance?