In Vain

He blinded himself to the world around him

Drove the brand into his eyes to take away the insufferable

Oh the scars were magnificent

 

And he did enjoy the darkness for a moment

But the thoughts, the dreams, the sensory illusions

Like a phantom limb, they haunted him

 

At first it was like reminiscing

Remembering the artistry he had removed

Himself from

All the beauty of the word

He no longer had access too

 

It was similar to a testament

Of all the glories he wanted to keep

Replaying endlessly on loop

Behind the mass of thick scar tissue

 

But this was not to last

 

Soon nightmares haunted him

Permeated this dreamscape

Washing through the valleys and trees

Like some septic waste

 

His dream was subject to necrosis

There was a poison present in his escape

Rotting out the blue skies and shadowed nights

Fading his beloved memories

To a jaundiced yellow

Letting the horrors slip beside

Behind and within

Every image he held dear

 

To his dismay he realized

In an attempt to escape the sick world

Around him

The one that assaulted him every day

He had somehow managed

To immerse himself

In it entirely

 

And now he was even

Unable to weep 

Having seared the ducts closed

As well

01/09/2013

0640 am

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"To his dismay he realized
In an attempt to escape the sick world
Around him
The one that assaulted him every day
He had somehow managed
To immerse himself
In it entirely"

This is extremely perceptive and insightful writing, my friend! The lines I quoted are particularly profound and help me understand what happens when we (human beings) are trying to escape something rather than face it. We all go through this phase and we all get over it when we acknowledge what's happening to us.