Decay

In the heart of my heart reside fantasies deep and dark
In the core of my soul, I'm never wholly whole
Truth and lies alike, set beside one another
Demons and lovers singing together
Twisting and turning
Baking and burning

In the eyes on my face forlorn, mirroring good and bad
What you want to see, you see, reflected, empty
A silvery dream of grey light piercing the dawn
Grey light molting until all has gone
In this chill cesspool
Leaving only you

In the hairs on my head bowed, my cracked and corrupted brow
Wrinkled and rippled, alabastered and crippled
Curving in rings like a game of musical chairs
One by one falling off; some linger here,
Refusing to move
When the tune resumes

In the lines on my dry hands, all the future schemes and plans
Pretty predictions paired to ripe ruination
Such shining suppositions have been undermined
By maledictions unfair, unkind
That foment madness
Veiled betwixt sadness

In the pain from my feet, each step gingerly, incomplete
I stumble or paralyze my own self untrue
I stab, stab, stab back at the invisible ghosts
In hopes I can hurt me and you, too
Bitter desires
Formed from angry fires

In the end and the top, where we begin and we will stop
What verity can the sagest mind wish to see
Where prior minds before ours oft have lived or been
Nothing is truly new, while much grows old
Money cannot buy life
Nor can wishes untold