'Butterfly Dance, But....'

There's an upside & downside to everything, I once got lost inside of a trip~ butterflys dance, but affliction awaits me, the paper walls between the worlds have been ripped So much that I begin to lose my grip, I am concealed to the agony of this pit~ looking up to watch both realitys, knowing that I now belong to neither, so tell me, who is the caretaker of this crypt? Could any assist me? I dwell in a state of entrancing imortality~ the lovers I once thought in love, only prefer to unite amongst themselves and stand while all laugh at me Blaspheme to my ears, (bloodstained tears) fall from my retina because from life I cannot be freed~ rather I enter realms of greed, but know that I am an undead antonym for (the definition of conceit And am unable to conceive, of any contingent way that this existance be plucked of this earth without a care~ I know the paths most are unaware, yet the price is (conformist personalitys) that all point, laugh, and stare At me in my visionary trance, I'm the crazy man pulling out lumps at a time of my hair~ with (visions I want not), I exist in a world of lost & forgotten prophets without a salvation or flare As my heart grows bitter from the (desolate conditions) that come long with (winters reflection)~ perpetual exhaustion, my (hopes for a brighter tomorrow) may never reach full fruition+ Nor will society ever accept my admission, I know not women who even know the meaning of compassion~ leaving me again in their apathy, (coming & going) in such repetitious states of succession ~Oh free me from this, as was my original (suicidal intentions)....... Respectfuly Dead, ~Timmy G. Spirit, God of the earth remember! Spirit, God of the sky remember! Phantom Destoyer remember! God of Death remember! Larvae Remember! God Remember! Evil Fiend Begone! Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 11 2002 07:29 PM PST   0 • 10