Immortal

Everyone always tries to think of me in some way, shape, some sort of form

Normality is a creature that I doubt ever shadows me

As opinionated as the matter truly is, the truth is that I really fit no description

Unless, of course, visions come crawling through haze-ridden windows

The ones that forever seem to remain unclean

The filthy layer of grime that I somehow can always see lingering

I know how OCD I am, to say the least....

Some eyes should not be allowed to open while I give the little tour of my palatial hole

They scrutinize me enough already

I have been made a fool by them on too many occasions not to have noticed

A reason to place the blame upon for my latest downfall

Never seems to be an upswing tempo for too long in any song that comes along to carry my soul closer to its native light

I recognize at first glance, but only slightly

Then, suddenly, I am filled to the brim with comforting memories

So, now I have purchased spiritual contact lenses in every color, shape, and size

The wise old owl in the center of my being will caw like a raven directly into my eardrum, if ever I show the signs of forgetting

I am the only one who can allow the ebony to enter me

I will stop omitting so many from the big picture that I am so damned convinced that I have seen

Forgiveness is a gift that must whole-hearted be earned

My own ideas have been mirrored back to me so many times that I have sat there watching myself being burned by the flames of my own outrage

I see now that there really is such a thing as being too giving

Without needing any mirror, the truth comes along like an oracle that I must wrap in silk and keep well hidden

My ascension through time and space has graciously allowed me to see faraway places while floating, if ever so slightly

I can see the demon of Fear gnarling its many rows of sharp, jagged teeth against a mouth that operates by way of its own gluttony

Snapping viciously at the skies it can sense me transcending

The actions and thoughts that they all hold against me are much like my existence, never-ending....

3/24/2011