Caress The Grotesque

Withering beneath my feet My eyes that scorch the earth dilate I drink the rivers dry each year I drown my freezing pain To quench my endless thirst again Will take more than the falling rain Anti season sister cold Has faded and has watched me grow

[Inspired by Friedrich Schiller] Even beauty must die: That which subdues both gods and mortals Leaves the steely breast of the stygian Zeus untouched As I wake I hear these words in my mind Their meaning is one that I cannot find My head it pounds w

Too weak to stand crawling in this darkened place Of my being there is no trace Hnad of wrath it greets my pain Tyrant kin still holds the reins This famine soil sees this flower spoil Enshrouded in darkness Every sound now strikes fear Alone in my k