A Zen Horizon

A liquid nightmare Too poisonous to taste A backwards cycle of inversion Obstructing visions Too atrocious to bear Self-lobotomized confusion Committing horrorcide Destroying the dreams that plague this mind Sharp colors, so bright Like sight anew, bestowed upon the blind A metal solution Too simple for mistakes A forward plunge into madness Creating visions With deeper driven nails Through this pain towards redemption Part this mantle of bone A hammer-driven crown of thorns Kindling greater senses Impaling memories (I am reborn)