All That's Left

Layers, layers, built up in my head

Agony, agony, until I'm dead

Peel this apart, so I can rest

Deep as bones, all full of dread

Ready to spill

These cosmic colors

Reds and blues cascade like fools

Spilling out such empty hues

Dying to feel

These eldritch horrors

I'd rather be damned

Than see the inside of that coffin again

Feeling breath

In idle hours

I now lament

How I ran from you

Hungry for a touch

Struck against this anchored rock

Friction left us spent

Trying to ignite the dead

Longing to connect

Desperate neurons retrospect

Seeking dopamine's domain

To let this thing live

Steady to kill

Hands laced with impulse powder

Caught in lungs

And placed in pockets

Lend me your lust

I watch the storm from orbit

Untethered yet tied up

Brought down from the heavens

Holding to the fire's edge

Against a force centrifugal

Compelled and yet set free again

Clutching words repetitive

Press me between pages

Open like a book

Turn me into fire light

With nothing but a look

Splashed against my skull

Inner eyelids paint the skies

A brilliant shade of incomplete

An aching eternal tired

Lay me down in sunshine

Raise me up in fog

In these idle hours

How I long to run

Back into your pathways

Synapses line up

Booby-trapped but coming back

Carving the path I want

Prepared to be emptied

And taste the infinite

Burn like an effigy

Until ash is

All That's Left

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