Renovation

I’m drifting away on the soft wings of madness,
It carries me through the emotional storm.
Depression, aggression and merciless sadness
United together my soul to reform.

I’ve melted within the hot hold of illusion,
Dissolved in its poison - it tastes bittersweet -
And I closed my eyes to revive in the fusion,
Feeling obliged renovation to greet.
Boredom and sanity. Freedom and wisdom.
I can create both and change in a flash.
I thought so, but the very moment I seized ‘em
Wings slipped away, letting me down to crash.

Broken and bleeding, raving in fever…
Life slowly flows through my bottomless veins.
It doesn’t leave, wanting me to deliver
This silent scream to indifferent saints.
Pain is rebuilt, restoring the torment,
Forcing my mind to create sinful dream.
Visions of darkness, pagan adornment
Made a new light, which is destined to beam.

No repetition. Soul is refrozen.
Life will go on, no matter how hard
And poignant it is, till bittersweet poison
Awakens again this rebellious bard.