Omegalomania

Resting loud in your head's rambling attic Separated judgment covered in static I hear the condemned response within your thoughts Gliding along with the lambasted clots Sought for not what anyone would mutter To pick out complaints, others adored clutter The stares compare to a memory once there But forgot on purpose to avoid despair Omegalomania Blankets sewn in webs of concern Limping towards the entrance of return to the one dream that still gives light Perhaps unseen if not shining bright Five tips from the stars that grip And if any slip, I'll flip over and die Words never need to exit the lips Like the ships that take dips beyond our sky Omegalomania It's starting to get dark Is the ceremony complete? In my head, their remark "NO" while they continue to eat Retreat, don't tangle my spine Delete as they strangle my mind Not one single emotion you'll find Murder my ponders until it is time Aluminum I kicked whole from the soil Stay oiled, wrap my brainbowl in foil