Attack/Decay

Attack/Decay
Sustain/Release
The extension of me
But never me
Killing

The need to feel
Normal?
Identity
Forcing change
Haste!
The pills, the misunderstood
Frustration of self
Pity of self?
Why?

Unchangeable in current climes
Felt force, of confused drug state
Suspended like a insect in Amber
With Existential questions
Cut
Deepens

Love I feel, but can’t release
Clouding
She feels so far, verbal, physical not wished
My candle burns, but never warms her soul, I wander and wonder
Laugh!
Mock!
Despise or Love?
Help or hinder?

Compare to that of the past
Language used as a sword
Inferior
Ashamed
Block of mind, inability to move
The snow falls, to rain, to sun
Coldness in both external
And the home that isn’t a home

Accelerate
Unsure of self
Still the pain of decades past
Ask
Beg
Plead for salvation and kind
To return to the primitive purity
A Child bleeds through healed wounds, through thoughts

Fear
No sight
To an end, or to the beginning?
Birth to
Life to
Death
It’s all to the mind, never material
Are we here or never were?

The haze
Purest clarity of what’s to be
Exsanguinate this false body
To coldness, if ever existed
Free.

Ian V. Seymour ©2011

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