I
you are my muse,
you say
I wish I was anything but
II
The heart
Bruised
Yearning
To be loved
Is it too much to ask?
III
Oi, finite beings!
How does it feel
To bleed in dreams
Of colour and love
Yet unperceived
And tear the veil
Of sanity
Through flimsy lies
Of what is real
And ramble through
The words absurd
Yet you find
Meaningful stretch
A minuscule part
Of your life
Played to
Infinity
IV
How many tragedies can I write,
Mutate the sufferings, serve it dressed up
In flowery words before they turn into parodies
Before the world catches on with disgust
That I assay to sell my pain
V
There was once a Delphic God, divine,
In the chaos, he stood inbetwixt life—death
Gazing over our kind with a bit of awe and despair
Of those who follow the dead beyond their grave
VI
I have set out to look for you
Across the universes
Desperate
Trying to catch even a wisp
Some constructive proof
That you exist
Give me a sign
Anything
So I can tear apart realities
To be one with you
VII
Painting the heaven black
It's a portal, you declare
To where?
I wonder
What should I take along?
I ask
Would all these trinkets suffice,
That I've gathered all my life?
But then I look at you
All smiles
Oh darling, how you tempt me
Let's go then,
I take your hand
And we jump into the sky
VIII
It is comforting
the way light alters
in the morning fog
IX
I see my skin
Pruned with life
And the dirt it hides
Oh, the heinous crime
This madness
Of living a mortal life
The tragedy
Of an infinite mind
X
I wonder
If I reveal the madness
That resides
In my soul
Would you run in fear
Or go fucking feral
With me