Echoes

• Artist: Procer Nex
• Description: If you've been following my work you'll see that this one is pretty typical. It's somber, depressed, yadda yadda yadda. I could go on, but I'd rather not. I tend to spit poetry out, writing about how I feel at that very moment. I find that it creates the best ones, because they catch a specific mood.
• Date: 12/07/2008
• Tags: echoes dark angst love insanity

Butterflies,
This sickening sensation I feel.
An echo crawls into my mind,
swirling and dancing with its cruel lies.
How can I fight something I know isn't real?
How can I see when I feel so damn blind?
It has lacerated my soul,
pulled at my heartstrings to the point of tearing.
My Mind has gone away...far from this world.
It has traveled to place I can not make whole...
For I can not make out the immoral shroud they are wearing.
My body is weak,
My mind is numb,
My eyes burn from the tears I have I cried.
Yet In the end I will rise up from the abyss, so dark and bleak.
I will enter the minds of even the deaf, blind, and dumb
Tired of the pain, the one whose love for so long I have vied.
Bring the knife to the screams,
tear apart their cruel thread
The echos will die and burn bright
No longer will they haunt my dreams,
No longer will I have these visions of what I thought long dead.
It's time to end the darkness, time to turn on the light.
Through pain is purification...through echoes...the mind is lost

Comments

[bumbles bounce]

It's a really good piece, thank you for sharing it.