"I... Try to save myself... but myself... keeps slipping..."

“Soon the men,

Taste their own normalcy,

Ends that day,

Consumed by all,

Irrational thoughts depend,

Then change their taste,

Let’s call it change,

Let’s call it change,

…

True to form,

He’s blind as his taste for cheap,

Panther piss,

He loves to bend beyond the card,

So count us in to that Gucci clan,

About face.

Let’s call it choice,

I’ll call it a fad…

~Chevelle – The Fad

Waking up dead,

Is a lot like…

Being detached…

Upon the eves,

We see a kind of dawn.

Amid the darkness streams.

And as the lights of day go down,

And the lights of the night begin to shimmer,

Like stars in the night sky.

The busy bodies bustle to a stop.

And silence takes over,

Consumes the air.

Awaken child,

To the gloom.

Seek out sustenance,

Soon.

Your sinking into the soil now,

From direct consciousness,

Into a systematic disease.

And slowly,

As the waves overtake thee,

You choke now,

Upon the sounds of silence in your lungs.

I hold my breath to work,

And choke as my mind needs,

Oxygen to work.

Then when at last,

It is that I can breathe,

It takes a while to clear the fog,

From your mind.

A dying soul,

Becomes as one reborn!

And then she lives!

She lives!

But only until the night is over…

I need this to live.

To know I am still alive.

I need this to feel,

To exist.

And so the cycle continues…

But in the midst of chaos,

There is a spirit here…

A spirit of creation.

Of inspiration.

Of life…

Amid the insanity.

Amid the chaos.

Deep within the void of death,

There is a revelation of worlds.

And she seeks to seize this.

And present it,

For profit.

For fame.

For a world,

That doesn’t see it.

For those that need to know.

The truth about us.

The end of days,

Will bring our freedom…

~ 9/28/2017

Sometimes I feel like:

                                                                     

 

And... despite it's hillarity, it still seems sad...

~ Crystal L. 💀  X_x