A Zen Horizon

A liquid nightmare
Too poisonous to taste
A backwards cycle of inversion
Obstructing visions
Too atrocious to bear
Self-lobotomized confusion

Committing horrorcide
Destroying the dreams that plague this mind
Sharp colors, so bright
Like sight anew, bestowed upon the blind

A metal solution
Too simple for mistakes
A forward plunge into madness
Creating visions
With deeper driven nails
Through this pain towards redemption

Part this mantle of bone
A hammer-driven crown of thorns
Kindling greater senses
Impaling memories (I am reborn)