Disconsolate

Captivity is the only state
That memory never degrades
A familiar tormenting grip
Held me at the peak of despair

Loneliness and dismay
Refreshing disconsolate embrace
My confidants have left me cold and distant
Basking in a needle pit
I feel the prod of every end
Summon prodigies from this grief to transform me

Streams of passion
Flowing under translucent skin
Bleaching red

The intense craving was urgent
Hastily assuming position
Desperately putting an end
A familiar tone to slow my dread

Slow my dread

I'm still standing void of a spine
Inside my hollow body, a home for noise
Tempting me into spontaneity
To transform me

Loneliness and dismay
Refreshing disconsolate embrace
My confidants have left me cold and distant
Basking in a needle pit
I feel the prod of every end
Summon prodigies from the grief
To transform me

The intense craving was urgent
Hastily assuming position
Desperately putting an end
A familiar tone to slow my dread