Uncreator

garden of forking paths
renounce in vast
intricate labyrinth
we've lost our mysteries

engraved in unspoken thought
running wild through fallen boughs
my weary prophet
guardian of seclusion

illuminate
dissolve
in winged intent
a burden crippled

blind

attrition
abrasion
a cripple
burden

breath
a lost breath
illuminate
the pale atmosphere

summon
broken shards
reflective
outward

spill through bent holes of teeth
i want to see the pain that binds love
i want to feel these black holes that bite
held like a stillborn hope