Illusory
An existence tormented by visceral doubt Intrinsically bound by limitations I am trapped in an endless cycle
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Suspense awaits a journey between states The onset of healing solitary passage of restoration Gateway to a deeper dimension of my consciousness The anxious teeth grind and erode Savoring the taste of bone Habitual ritual tainted by a formless being Possessing an ulterior purpose The struggle to face the infernal nocturnal The struggle to face the deceiver of the night Suspense awaits a journey between states The onset of healing solitary passage of restoration Gateway to a deeper dimension of my consciousness In my head I am torn apart My body is subjected to a deceptive art Transitioning between worlds Entering this colourless domain Teeth grind and erode savoring the taste of bone In my head I am torn apart My body is subjected to a deceptive art Transitioning between worlds Entering this colourless domain Teeth grind and erode savoring the taste of bone Ceaseless involuntary cycles limit control As a silhouette studies my dormant body Aroused by vulnerability this enigmatic presence constrains all my flesh The anxious reflections stimulate the internal sickness Muscle fibers in a frozen state of imminent dread Grueling amputation from reality? Perhaps dissection of a true actuality Skepticism surrounds the nature of this slumber Grueling amputation from reality? Perhaps dissection of a true actuality Skepticism surrounds the nature of this slumber
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Muscles cease to respond Movement is an unattainable concept Devoid of all control Motionless reach for an escape Motionless reach for actuality Fighting to transcend Motionless reach for actuality Fighting to transcend this illusory experience Now I only know an absence of light With the absence of sight Concealed by the cloak of the night Concealed by the cloak of the night An insidious guest crushing my chest Concealed by the cloak of the night Concеived in the absencе of light Muscles cease to respond Movement is an unattainable concept Devoid of all control Motionless reach for an escape Motionless reach for actuality Fighting to transcend Motionless reach for actuality Fighting to transcend this illusory experience Now I only know an absence of light With the absence of sight Concealed by the cloak of the night Concealed by the cloak of the night An insidious guest crushing my chest Concealed by the cloak of the night Conceived in the absence of light An insidious presence circles Witnessing the plea to be dissected from this harrowing spectrum Stalked by the formless My static shell has become a living statue Choking on the sands of invisible hands Stalked by the formless in the colourless prison Confined to a cell within a light-less fucking tomb An insidious presence circles Witnessing the plea to be dissected from this harrowing spectrum An insidious guest crushing my chest Concealed by the cloak of the night Conceived in the absence of light
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
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Nearing the conclusion of a harrowing cycle Forever dragged through an endless cycle of doubt A treacherous journey Now reaching a foreground of familiarity Nearing the conclusion of a harrowing cycle Forever dragged through an endless cycle of doubt A treacherous journey Now reaching a foreground of familiarity The evolved senses exhibit the questionable pillars of reality Intrinsically bound by the limitations of absolute certainty What can one believe? Now in a state of a relative normality Facing once believed normality Is this reality? Now in a state of a relative normality Facing once believed normality Is this reality? Nearing the conclusion of a harrowing cycle Forever dragged through an endless cycle of doubt A treacherous journey Now reaching a foreground of familiarity The evolved senses exhibit the questionable pillars of actuality Intrinsically bound by the limitations of absolute certainty What can one believe? A lucid projection where the anatomy has a purpose Movement is sublime Motion is free from the shackles of hellish restriction Nearing the conclusion of a harrowing cycle Forever dragged through an endless cycle of doubt A treacherous journey What can one believe? Now in a state of a relative normality Facing once believed normality Is this reality? Now in a state of a relative normality Facing once believed normality Is this reality?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026