Falling. Can’t. Stop.

Rules… Do…. Not…Apply.

The A, B, C’s, No Way To Reach Z

The Way To Break Free,

Hidden In The Shadows of The Malign Manner

The Seed Of The Fruit, Has Already Grown.

It’s Roots Occult, As Robust As Tree Roots, Ejection Is Unbearable…Impossible…

Even More So, A Scintilla Of Elation

Silenced In The Abyss Of Happiness. Lying In The Unseen Coils

Only The Blind One Recognizes it

Your Body Is Transfixed On Pain,

Rummaging For Light.

The Light At The End Of The Tunnel?

All An Allusion an Ailing Philosopher

Once Foretold To Comfort The Most Immense………     

    ,Fear. There Is No Light. Only Absolute And Utter Darkness

The Light Is Being Deprived Of One’s Need’s

Sucked Out Of Its Very Existence

As If The Stronghold,

Ever, Ever So Slowly... Subsided

Will The Sunlight In The Humble Abode Ever Come To Be?

Will The Scintilla Of Elation,

Ever Find Deliverance?

It Tis’ Not Matter

The Decision Is Made, The Darkness Is Enveloping,

The Spirit Of Being, The Eyes That See,

Give Me Fraudulent Hope, But Yet!

The Mind Endures A Swift Alteration. The Feeling Of The Heart Come Forth

Family! Friends!

NO! … Stop… Please, They Beg of Thee’

The Darkness Advances.

Like A Coming Storm.

The Light Is Gone.

Those Eyes Are Now Eyes Unseen.