[Intro – spoken / whispered]
Unliving, I walk through living mortals,
this dim-browed earth, a graveyard underfoot.
I hunt for the first lost spark in ruined thought,
the broken circuit of a man undone.
[Verse 1]
Through all my veins that raving makes its rounds,
a feral tide that will not ebb or sleep.
I am the heir of long-fractured voices,
their broken choirs still burning in the deep.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Time unloosed its weight, slipped from my neck,
I drifted over fields I dared not tread,
a waking dream that never truly dies.
[Chorus – heavier]
Raving in my veins, a sleepless storm,
nameless blade driven in my marrow.
Raving through my being, round and round,
never still and never letting go—
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Let the wan god count the splinters of my soul,
sift this wreck and weigh the embers’ glow.
[Bridge – slow, crushing]
From the wreck, let him number what’s left of me;
if any ember endures the fall,
let that be the last thing standing free.
[Final Chorus – screamed / layered]
Raving in my veins, a sleepless storm,
nameless blade driven in my marrow.
I am ruin. I am the glow.
Raving through my being, round and round,
never still and never letting go—
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Author:
Isabel Szurlej (
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Comments1
Whether poem of song this write is beautiful and powerful, compelling it pulls the reader along. Nicely done
Thank you—really appreciate it. The text didn’t stay a poem for long: it’s already a song, and it’s running on its own now.
My pleasure
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