Open Wounds

Alchemy in vitreous smoke
Ecstasy in empty eyes
Light between the lines of a syringe cross

I will create silence inside myself
And begin anew
Lost again, as I inhale
The intoxicating
Purity of mind
Catastrophe
Exalted

I will create serenity inside myself
One day I will leave
And never return again
Lost between
Two edges of the blade
Blatant vomit
To reality
Open wounds
Rivers of blood
Flow from our ears
The long awaited
Cacophony
White blindness
Opens our eyes
So we stay blind
To our paranoia's

Needles
Close
Our mouths
And they end
The cry
To absurdity
Open wounds