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