The Isolated Presence of Infinite Souls

feeling nothing, yet feeling everything

disconnection and dissociation

watching life with crimson vision

why does it all feel fiction?

thoughts of combustion and evaporating

being a part of the sky you can’t help watching

wanting to touch something pure

feel it alive. your hands

tremble and vibrate

and here you are

dreaming of swallowing the sun

instead of bad energy

running with broken wings

filling voids with anything vivid

sadness vast enough to fill an ocean

shredded skin and broken bones

from ceaseless devotion

still growing in desolate places

dying and being born simultaneously

you are beauty and terror entwined like lovers

godless gods in unholy places

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