A Torrent of Ills - Esoteric

Avert my eyes to prevent the falling

Some things should not be seen

And if I dare glance

The quickening travels swiftly

To take leave of my senses

Excess in place of sleep

Cathartic

Still, yet restless amidst this elucidation

The red mist contorts, distorts

Blasting through my mind

Destroying all rational thought

Reflections of dissolution

A malevolent labyrinth

Spurious, blinding

Unforgiving reality

This fantastic chaos that contains everything the mind could imagine

But mostly would not care to see

Merely breathing

Searching for that elusive purpose that drives us

But we know not where

Time will eventually scrub me from existence

And I will never have known it