having died a million times
in a million ways
every breath suffers
with unbounded impressions
broken
burnt alive
turned to ash
and offered to the trees
smothered at dawn
cut into tiny pieces
boiled in a cauldron
fed to the vultures
sacrificed by the gods
hunted by the devil
vampires have feasted upon my flesh
my tongue pierced for pleasure of the sickness
and my bones turned into sticks that beat the drums at dusk
comatose for centuries
wrapped in an unflinching grasp
of demons and angels alike
paralysed even to blink
too weary to sing
I can hardly move
the heart beats at the speed of light
thoughts murder me every fraction of a second
There is nobody to hear my cry
There is no love
There is no peace
There is no joy
I have been cursed and
my head slayed from every direction
these wounds are so deep that even darkness does not reach
there is no rest
no escape
there is no entertainment
no music
no taste
no thing to touch
no body to hold
I feel empty
I feel nothing
shoulders drooping
eaten by worries
sinking lungs in the river of desperation
wicked intentions
sabotaging
the very essence of life
I dance till I fall
when the moon is out
till my feet are numb
and my brain has been dislodged
taken over by the invisible
I remember
I am born
again
and
again
and
again
every moment
a century
every breath
endless
every day
a new world
I am eternal
infinite
multi-dimensional
magician
healer
warrior
king
god
here in the centre of chaos
I sit
unflinching
I fall backwards
into a tune
its been behind me all along
the door.
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