Slipping Acid Thoughts

Is that you bent over the edge
Between sparkling decadence,
Coalesced memories and dreams,
Deciding where to lay all sense
Patching yourself along with
Soft and bitter evanescence,
In a way - searching for reason
Secretly contemplating coincidence

Is that you glancing at your shadow
Lost in the limits of gravitation,
Diminished cause, damaged effect
Fragments lacking destination
History-phobic, addled comfort
Retrieving holes on imitation
Shielding from implication - are you
Watching your mind in disintegration

Luckor

En flicka som
spelar spel med sinnet
som bedrar minnet

Snälla, finn ett
fel i hennes ögon

se hur dagen blåser
bort - hon springer i skräck
I svindlande psykoser

och ansikten blinkar
i svällande brunnyanser och
talande turkoser

Snälla, finn ett
fel i mina minnen

Sökandet efter min essens
i fragment av en våldssekvens -
mina ögonlock försvann

Vi reser genom svarta hål
håll i dig, det blir turbulens
Jag hittar inte rätt frekvens

Bilder stulna från min hornhinna
- ingen här kan påminna

I nervtrådarna var något intvinat
väntades, redo för att sluka
allt jag tror jag såg

Men långa fingrar är aldrig ödmjuka
när de har makten att ta -
makten att missbruka

Contradictions

I regard a story on repeat
Once again, my world is quaked
What broke too long ago
Still lingers in me, not awaked -
This hunger never fades

As truths are shattered
I relish to experience to be real
Placid storm on rampage;
These emotions I cannot seal
The hunger pervades

I regard a story on repeat
This chaos has got me seized
I don't want to evaluate
This hunger needs to be eased
It could starve for decades

Reversed delight conquers
I cannot be pleased

Mitt bröstben kokar
Jag är trasig,
glömd,
gömd
För mycket
för att andas

Consolation

This state of mind I'm in has lead me
On a path quite different from the one I desired
I used to fight back against this evil within
But I assume I've thought it over, I've grown too tired

For there is no such evil I can win against
The way I see it, I cannot fight the air like that
Putting my energy on the wrong place
The past years, I'm the one I've been striking at

For my inner to one day be mended
I must drastically exchange my attitude
For something productive; instead of sowing bitterness
I should fill my heart with blooming gratitude

And I must learn to accept whatever
Life decides to teach me - this is my role
And when I think about it on sleep-deprived nights
I guess it seems that none of us will ever be whole

Aberration

A handful of bittersweet down my throat
A vaguely sweet flavour for a bitter cause
To proceed ahead - I'll force open my jaws
Reason conquers, emotions way too remote
For sense made the better draw

My heart disconcertingly lingers in the past
To face the day, I force my eyes open wide
I want to be caught, I want to be untied
Yet I resist - inside, all memories massed
Today and yesteryears, they collide

I guess I recieved the clouds I deserved
For I misread the substantial similarity
So I absorb this bitter kind of clarity
To keep the core of my courage preserved;
I will always try to pursue verity