22/10/08 Timespell 5:36..am
I have to write...
Maybe you needed to know this?
Maybe I needed to see again?
But now...
I am back from that place,
the same place I was sent last night
but that was only for a short while.
Tonight I was there in body, spirit and soul,
the full blown journey, invite excepted;
from who ever sent me there again.
My head full of pictures, faces and voices;
My left arm frozen,
but I am back here awake...
Strange...
I can't believe how many have gone
how many are there.
It's my seventh time there now,
how hell has change since
the first time I arrived.
A view too view...
Once it was an empty place, devoid of souls.
Burning red mountains surrounded
by a burning bubbling purple sea.
The sands had but one set of foot prints
leading towards an empty chair and table.
I still recall the quill tipped feather
and the empty book greeting me.
The crackling of the sea,
and winds of fire licking at the darkness;
nothing more nothing less.
Tranquil in a darkened sort of way,
but I know now, that that, was just the beginning
My left arm frozen,
but I am back here awake...
Sands of darkness...
Slowly they fall, one by one
filling the void, playing there games.
A lake of naked contortions,
grappling and groping each others body's
my eyes are now filled with them.
I look on, over the edge,
where there laughter echo's through my ears.
I see friends and strangers down there,
everyone is in the sea of flesh;
a multitude of changing colors and forms.
They stare back at me one by one
then one starts peeling off
from the bubbling mass of body's
appearing by my side,
naked with sparkling red skin.
It gives out a shrieking moan,
I watch as a its right hand starts changing;
it's hand is turning into a gun made of it's own flesh
I turn and run as fire zips past me.
My left arm frozen,
but I am back here awake...
Now it's changed...
They wear Black crombies you know?
They greet me with open arm's
all of them have something to say
Wide eyed smiling faces every where I looked
still staring back at me.
just the same as you and me
Talking, but its a never ending sentence
I hear the words,
He must of won?
The panic of these words
sets my mind alight
I start flicking my right hand
and make the sign of the cross
This freezes them for a moment
but still they come.
I am being overpowered
I dislike this place immensely
My left arm frozen,
but I am back here awake
or so I thought?
Then another...
Friend I had not seen for a longtime
dancing away at the party
It seemed a great place to be.
Everyone dancing in a club
but then it happened.
The chaos, the madness
I knew then that I was back.
Back amongst the riding herd
Strangers biting at my hands
and cutting me with blades.
I shouted to my friends
but they seemed to be oblivious
to my words.
Breaking free I start to run
and then I appear outside of a club.
Masses and masses have all gathered
I cannot wake from this time zone
there is no escape route found this time
and I have to go with what ever comes.
My left arm frozen,
but I am back here awake with them
The Actives...
I see them, I see them all
An army of lost souls
looking on at the masses
in there Black crombies and bowler hats
Are they the welcoming party
my head starts to think about it.
We all start walking
I know I am here, here again
But again it's changed
they just smile and laugh at us
Then one by one they take turns
in cutting open peoples faces
with razor blades
All of them just walking up and slicing
anyone's face open.
There is no emotion or fear
it is total acceptance
I try to snap out, get out of this
but they know me by name and taunt me
and start laughing at each other.
calling out my name... Hi Paul, Hi Paul
Flicking my hand and making a cross
has know effect this time.
I scream at the masses and tell them Hell
but I am now left to my own devices
Again there flesh starts forming guns
an army, an army of guns
but I am alone, I am but one.
Running again, this time for real
down the slope I travel
followed with ease by them all
Still laughing, they start to fire at me
zigzags of fire everywhere.
I see a boarded up house
with one glass window.
Running and running I dive through
the window searching for sanctuary
But they're there, they're every where
My hand moves like white lightning
taking many down around me.
But there's to many, to many, to many
I feel a hand lifting me of the floor
He starts laughing out loud,
the last words I hear are...
He's not active
He then plunges his hands through
my back and rips out my spine
My left arm frozen,
but I am back here awake...
22/10/08 Timespell 5:36..am
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