SiTam~MINE OWN BATTLE ROYALE or THE TAWDRY DESCENT

SOME MORE SELF~INDULGENT TWONK....AFTER A LONG NIGHT ON THE SAUCE

Endure......(I would say enjoy, but, well, you know.......)

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MINE OWN BATTLE ROYALE or THE TAWDRY DESCENT

By SiTam~Dazed and bloody Confused!!

The spectres that haunt the corridors of my mind.

Deathly pale in the shadows..

..waiting.

Relentlessly pursuing with the ardour of the deranged and demented. 

Clawing their way through the embyonic sac of my fragile hopes and dreams.

Through the ethereal gauze of my sunshine~filled fancies, 

Blinding me to all that now makes me precious.

Casting their darkness upon aspirations and ambition. 

Upon strived for goals and objectives.

Sullying the cool, clear waters of the calm sea of my intentions.

Sanctuary. 

Where true colours are free to flow. 

The Masks of conformities replaced with the truth of self.

Words and thoughts too terrible to utter aloud, 

spray obscenities across unadorned walls.

That realm of twisted fantasies..of unutterable imagination..

A place filled with a poison so to vapourise the hearts of the good and gracious. 

A sickness.........................................Perhaps?

The home of the hard~hearted harpie.

Enigmatic lamentations for the life lost waiting..

...waiting

...waiting.

A world where the perpetual wailing of fearful foes deafen me to the possibilities of the perfect solitude of thought.

Clouding my daydreams and nightdreams with their ugliness and fetid foulness. 

Through the labyrinth of memories .

Of ancient battles fought in solitude. 

Magnificent allies manifest.

Angels with wings of fire.

And Demons of mine own making,

rise up to strike down the enemy within.

Here fought with valour, 

with the spirit of all things righteous and true.

The gallant struggle of the enlightened unbound by the practical notion of realities.

Tread careful now, 

for you could slip upon the spilt blood of this antagonist.

Alas, once more this futile end.

No more the complacent contemplations.

Dervishes of unreasonable reasonings, unimaginable imaginings, 

whisk the certainty of substance, 

& the realities thrust upon us....

..........away, out of sight, upon the winds of potential. 

Once more this diabolic denizen, 

rises and ravages my meditative mind.

Dredged back from a hedonistic hell.

Where silk upon skin will tear at your flesh.

Where the warm sun upon your face, chills you to the marrow.

Where everything is nothing

....nothing

....nothing

Where all is lost for today.....

Where tomorrow is all but forgotten in the fragrant fugue of futility....

My Angels do not listen out for me at this time

My Knight Errants choose not to hear my plight,

and gallop upon trusty steeds to fight valliantly at my side.

All I wish for is the peace and the tranquil glow of dreams.

For the incessant enticement of numbness to cease.

To grow strong once more.

To feel the might of abstinence wash my soul clean again.

Silence~That comforting shroud of possibility....

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SiTam~10/01/09 18:19~MINE OWN BATTLE ROYALE or THE TAWDRY DESCENT