From what only time can tell which is true and what is real, it would be a shadow of the mind which is written among the thoughts in a human soul. It would be the troubling eyes which would be as one would sit here now as the words that cannot come out of what would be in the dreams among them as the would fall asleep and begin to dream. Which is seen in the eyes of the mind when the thoughts see what eyes cannot see -- the blindness within thought is what would be as it stands alone. It would be in the words written in the faith painted in black, that it would be the words written in the coma which would be induced by the paralysed body from impaled into the neck. Which the world of the walking is dead and now when one would stand among them being the only one who walks when the ability to walk is a lie and all that would be when innocence had died. When it is time for one to close their eyes and say good bye to the land of the awake or the living -- that it would be the closing of their eyes and the dying of innocence. It would be the scabbed words which would remain as one would sit alone in the cemetery among the words of the preacher when the letters are withered. Suicidal eyes looking from inside a closed tomb, what would be as they would be asleep from the overdose of pills -- from the bloodstains tainted their souls which is told among the ones who are living but not able to sleep. That it would be without the sound uttered which it would be seen among them -- when they are no longer able to walk, the only thing that is alive is their head and the rest of them is dead weigh; a talking and breathing corpse. Paralysed -- the darkest fear of anyone is to lose all ability to walk and move. The loss of total movement. When one would see when the sun would wither; the horrors among the thoughts that would go in between -- the thunderous silence that would give into when the ingestion of the handful of pills stop the heart and the sleep would begin. That the dream would occur when one would avoid the light; darkness coming into its full black circle when the shadow walks among them as time would be the one belonging to the scribe. Of the crawling horrors within the mind waiting to surface among the nightmare's pit -- that it would be the eternal rest inside the fires burning the flesh off the skin. The impaling thoughts which would take one into a downward spiral; of the words written into the insanity that would reflect itself into the truth as a gospel to the sense. Of the eyes of a prophetical madman which it would be seen from the mind of the one who is perched between the stones, that it would be written in the eyes of the one who lives in the city of stone and steel. It would be in the stones which one would see inside -- among the thoughts that would concieve inside which is waiting as innocence is dying if not already dead. That it would be the burning as when in time that salt had been thrown in ones wounds. When one is waiting in their sleep for the bell to chime, as it would be in the nightmares which toll as the bell would chime (of I, who would be the one making the slow recollection as the thoughts would make themselves know among them in the congregations.) Of words written within the dreams concieved in a strangers mind, that it would be the recollections written inside the stone coffin -- horrors that are said or spoken are within the thoughts that go inside. That the embraced the horrors inside as the impalement severed the spine at the neck, paralysis becomes the eyes inside the nightmares. It would be in the very dreams that would be written among the strangers nightmare. Paralysis in the thoughts which would sit in their eyes when the loss of the usage in the rest of the body had been robbed from the single impalement of a bullet. That would be as a knife which had sliced the neck at the bone without tearing at the flesh itself. It would be when the door is open and the dreams are only the beginning, from it would be inside when the horror impending would be the paralysis impaling into their damaged soul. Time as one among the living is limited but waking in hell; careering in hell is the only nightmare written in the mind which is among the one laying up impaled. Among the horrors which sit alone inside of the mind -- that would be among the sleep of the paralyzed would be the impalement among the words and darkest fears of the ones would never walk again. All that would be seen is all that would never be -- all the words written in the dreams that would be seen only through the view of the stranger, that infinity is the only thing that is waiting on the other end for them. That of the knowing would cast the shadow in their mind when they would fall asleep; when the sleep would become of them -- the dream would slowly project in their mind as a movie in a theater under the blanket of darkness. Impalements among the words which would be the nightmares of the unborn birth that was never concieved -- of better words it would be an immaculate deception. The horrors inside would be what would be the consumptions of the mind when they would fall asleep, then the aligator god of Egypt feeds on the hearts of the deceased. It would be what would be eating away when they are a vegetable, from what would be the written lies of when they would pick up their beds to walk again -- that all they could do is only blink or move their heads. It would be when then one would approach them with the believe of life after death but when death comes; they would say it is only a dream and they awaken at the gates of light, but in truth would only be the shadows of light. A dream which would be when one would be sleeping beneath the ground, of all that would be seen among them -- gathering. That all who would be when death would become; all the nightmares of the paralysis would be inside as one would see slowly looking from the darkest fears -- all that knowing would be in the end of time when one looks from the dreams beneath the ground. The sleep from which one is six feet under, all who would see as the nightmare had only began -- all who would see, among the nightmares waiting. |