Escape Two
Behind the dark night's dark blind, a perfect place to hide. The lidless ghosts and their endless clones swallow up resplendent woes. In the muteness and the darkness and the dulling feeling all too heartless, I find new feeling, new pools of liquid thought-sauce, tasting ever so appealing. It is in this midnight nuance that I cast life's gloom off. It is not a blessed world, it is not a light or pleasant world. It is a messy world, apocalypse-imbued and worn. In this forsaken wasteland lies, a monument to my demise, the last locked room in my strong-tower, pooling all it's pent-up power, ever longing to devour, awaits the coming zero hour. I am here now and my heart falls, the tightness in my chest is gone. This forgotten place, this fortress of solitude, now a fortress of disgrace. Here in peace I forget the tragedy; she was never here, not in thought or in memory. Here in rapturous delirium, in a staring contest with the back of my eyelids, ad ifinitum.
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I'm not sure if I'm done with it yet, at points I ignore meter and some of the phrasing might be improved upon. Anyway, that's that. I am derpressed. derp derp derp. -_-
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