Upon These Unfamiliar Shores

Pull me toward the edge of your pain Wresting away the trauma and failure And the poison of breathing The disease of this so-called life The metastasis of thought, a cancer of self I deigned to swallow you, as you have swallowed me Your beauty, naught but the sweetest of wine, It is a rotted seed of malignancy Oppressive rays of light come down And fall upon this dying flesh Upon mine broken fingers pointing towards the heavens Raised in sickening desperation There is no beauty to be found within This disgusting paradox of existence Swords dipped in phosphorus and mercury Casting away the lies of the sun I call out to the winds, Blow mine flesh into tatters. How I wish to become one with the mountains, And never feel this pain again The vault of the sky comes crashing down Over us like scarlet curtains Die with me here, upon these unfamiliar shores And drink with me, this poisoned wine Raise thy grail, and drink the poison that I have placed therein And suffer at the bottom of it all Loneliness is forever And your light fades within.