Nothing

I try to swallow it down
I try to blaze it out
I sometimes try drowning it
Even broke a glass or two,
But the pieces lay still
Like toxic droplets
Feasting on my brain;
Nothing

The odorless buds
Withered away
From white to grey,
Never did they bloom
Never could you see
The insatiable ardor
Or the yearning within;
Nothing

I tried to move a brick wall
Hit my knuckles hard
I tried driving past it too
The wheel in my hand
Little before dawn,
Head hung over
With lingering thoughts;
Nothing

I had held your hand
Felt the warmth so tender,
Your serene smile
Would let me fly
Had frozen it too
Many a times;
I have killed them now
I don’t want to fly
I lay here rooted
In nothing;
Nothing

3:15

Light up that stick
Watch the edges burn
From red to black
Incoherent, spiraling down
Like the stairs in your head;
Rewind the reel
Peel out the soul
Do you feel that trickle of blood?
The flash of rapture
The perpetual paranoia
The intoxication of dementia
All in oblivion

Suck it in
Feel the warmth
Swallow your insides
The slower you go, the higher you fly;
The skies roll
The trees cry
Do you hear that whisper?
Tiny voices screaming
In and out, up and down
Psychosis reigns
Over ephemeral bliss
Where did it all go?
Where?

Flick the stick now
Quivering hands, dried up inside
Watch the ashes float
From left to right
Tenderly caressing the ground
Dead;
Where is that beating now?
The surge of zeal
The palette of colors
The beauty of eloquence
All in oblivion

The stick glows bright
Like the sun before dusk
Taste that void
One last time;
The silence is deafening
Mind jaded, obscure
Rest asleep child
Pull the leash on the wonderments
The blood drips gently
Ever so gently;
Where did it all go?
The stick glows no more.