Έμμετρος Λόγος

It’s hell for me
for eternity
trapped

I open my eyes and yet I don’t see
Blackness engulfs my senses
I hear a cackling full of glee
hiding behind society’s pretenses

Waiting in the darkness, wrestling with the madness,
Looking for a sign as I dream and sigh.

It’s dreams that flash past my blindfold
Scattered imagery and broken memories
And by time magnified a hundredfold
yet I feel that they’re but fallacies.

Gnawing at the corners
of my eternal loner’s
corrupted mind

It’s naught but the devil
on a different level
possessing me.

Waiting in the darkness, wrestling with the madness,
And if I don’t die it’ll be a lie.

Once upon a time, a demon and an angel
saw fit to claim this soul;
one did not manage the other to fell
so that’s why I still howl.

Howling at the moon
hoping that I’ll soon
escape

Fled into insanity
’cause of a calamity
of mind.

Waiting in the darkness, wrestling with the madness,
It’s war I’ve waged ’cause I’m deranged.

Yet sometimes it’s light that shines
upon the darkest path ahead
through my heart’s goldmines
and I feel no more dread.

And then again
it comes when
I’m free

Pulling me down
to wear the crown
of a maddened king.