There is nothing left of life
that death cannot resolve,
times velocity spins on stolen lips
and minute pieces of adamantine
pierce the edge of soles
worn with pain

Right here,
Where night and dawn merge
the membrane strains
cleaving, as shade blackens blue
for mere milli seconds

Standing in the hollows of night
still, watching forever shimmering
in the shadowed corner of my eye,
always a curious creature
I swallow bricks and mortar
tasting truth

In my head an orchestra plays
the symphonies composed of my life
strings wring my heart with melodies
wrought in pain and self-loathing
shame and eventual surrender
to the beat

But,
in the beauty of renewal
in the peace of your reflections
I've wondered at the universe
memorizing the mysteries unsolved
ever tantalized neurons smashed
awakening ever and over again

Sleep has been a foreign land
settled by the fortunate
longed for by the tortured
spirits of my mind

Yet in these dark magnificent galaxies
when snores softly sigh in peace
or monsters haunt your dreams,
I watch millennia of mourning
shatter the promise of darkness evermore,
I wondered as sunshine held a drop of dew
the light of hope captured the ghosts of night
banishing them forevermore, or until nights edge

I am a watcher and a teller of tales
singer of forbidden songs and tragedy,
downtrodden, I rose to fight again and again
with a schizophrenic mind harnessed
within the beauty of a single star
and the promise of humanity
in the kindness of a strangers touch

Now at the end of all journeys
my final battle lays in that
which I know not, shackled
that foreign land whisks me away
again and again, dreams cease
as moisture rolls from my brow

Slowly, slowly, slowly
winding down into nothingness
Gently, gently, gently
I will lay down your cries of grief

My words aren’t never-ending
my breath will someday cease
Yet true beauty and wonder lies
in the wondrous infinity of peace

just look into these eyes overflowing with pain
know, there will be an end, even that shall cease.