Encompassing Visions in Shade

Sleep you're a fickle thing. A nightmare from reality.

A blink away from dissonance.

How I loathe the prospect of waking up. 

How I loathe, the resting eyes in a wandering mind, edging the treetops of infinity.

My low is so far down the dead look upon me and shout:

"Stop digging!" Before the bones of memory crumble upon me.

Isolated,a few foreign faces. With a lack of words, energy-spent.

Future is irrelevant.

Sharing the same space, taking the same air

we all have the same, and, we are rotting here.

Too, my eyes know. The fake, distasted.

The same flakes of moving vessels repulse a rapture by their spark.

A false electrical charge of my message. How do you see miles away?

How do you miss what you cannot face? 

Secretly loving these words but leaving them flat without birth.

Never sharing what you learn.

From This oak, we shudder.

laid about in a corner the depths, the fervor from shallows 

Swept a bastion voiceless

no words you're watching, my beast is cornered.

Face down my monster roars, from blood-frothed pools.

My emotions, my mood, my will has ended

In my death, my words will become Legends.

My world has ended, yours is rotating.

I am ghost, haunting your grave.

Stranger among us I won't hesitate and

What space that divides us, I aim to deface and,

I seek with my mind

Beyond the veil

I'll come for you all in your heaven or hell

You'll say you've done no wrong

But I know the human of your spirit

I will be your fear, I'll be there to end it.

Your strength is from ego, mine is from anger

Ante up in this war. What will you wager?

My power derived from Chaos issued.

One Hundred and Twenty-Four seasons I have endured

The past frozen, I am the Gloom.

So who is the ghost then?

My rage, my fury, my wrath is the ocean.

Neptune will not stop me, the Lethe will not control it.