Malign Ways

Walk me to the edge again Im going to fly 

with never  ending wings through the sky of sensational hell.

With every intention of becoming something more malign than any words can tell.

How the darkness of all unknown brightness my way through this dark passage of life. When my light truly burns out only then shall I be within myself. This rapidly passive secretion of loneliness is what I hold to.

As it brusts through the walls of hollowness I can  never find what this powerful secretion is all about. Until theres nothing left to feed upon my broken soul I shall feel free as nothing twisting and turning me apart into the bottomless depths there is to know.