Worming Nightfall

A landscape of mountains and filth floods my perspective

Nightfall worms its way, mutating the air into a black mass of secrets

It's alluring as I stand on the summit of self-destruction in all of its brilliance

I have a panoramic view of my prodigal fate with a nose dive out of existence

My untouched eyelids unlock in a pineal gland trance of blasphemy

My cerebral matter synthesizes a sharpened warmth forming a kaleidoscopic ecstasy

A fond farewell decent morphs to a stairwell of a hallucinogenic world

Lost in a sea of illusions and alternate reality