Deeper Wells of Meaning
Not to put too fine a point on it Express the inexpressible Don’t thank me, thank the knife You have arrived at a frightening edge Remember your roots They’re right below No need to impose You can always grow It cannot happen if you cannot fathom You were worth your weight in gold Time’s tendency to obliterate But was the gold worth the wait? Vile anomaly, protected only by hate Remember me as I am, filled with murderous ragе Walking towards the only light I see just through the folds The only light that i can see Or so my еyes are told Rage within your presence Together but alone Suffer your existence Here so far from home What prevailed was never true, your duty was to speak I hope it’s not beneath you, I hope you’re not too weak These moments anchor my memories Bringing them back, making them whole again And you will be on a rocket ride to comprehension An earthly being on an astral flight to your dimension Remember your roots They’re right below No need to impose You can always grow It cannot happen if you cannot fathom Entropy Spare the rod Entropy Lack of peace Destroying all and everything that you see As we stand on the edge Of all space and time Materialising plans Blackening the stars that shine The ghost I see before me shows compassion as it leads Blur the lines between you before the shame impedes
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Endless monotony Brought him to dreaming As insistently The omens kept speaking He immediately felt peace in his mind Truly Totally And endlessly seeming I don’t recall saying good luck It goes on and on and on until it’s gone Dreams of mountainous green With almost subliminal tinges of the obscene Trying to desperately unsee These things have always been Few and far between The signs of a dangerously pompous life We feast on pointless poisons Wealth in abundance but little in health Where specifics become the ostensible I don’t recall saying good luck Going and going and going until it’s gone Dreams of mountainous green With almost subliminal tinges of the obscene Trying to desperately unsee These things have always been Few and far between It was you Monstrously beautiful Kept within ornately entrenched sense of depth I see you Standing dappled in sunlight Unable to appreciate the light in your own life Light too bright Who dare read the flight Light too bright Yet here no light is shining through To feel it all at once And feed it what it wants The part of you that is starving Cannot be the part that is dying Please do not borrow Grief from the future The crystal merchant is calling This glass is only yourself All my life spent missing you However miniscule Seek the purity forming inside of me All my life spent missing you Seek the purity However miniscule Seek the purity forming inside of me All my life spent missing you Seek the purity However miniscule However miniscule
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Endless monotony Brought him to dreaming As insistently The omens kept speaking He immediately felt peace in his mind Truly Totally And endlessly seeming I don’t recall saying good luck It goes on and on and on until it’s gone Dreams of mountainous green With almost subliminal tinges of the obscene Trying to desperately unsee These things have always been Few and far between The signs of a dangerously pompous life We feast on pointless poisons Wealth in abundance but little in health Wherе specifics become thе ostensible I don’t recall saying good luck Going and going and going until it’s gone Dreams of mountainous green With almost subliminal tinges of the obscene Trying to desperately unsee These things have always been Few and far between It was you Monstrously beautiful Kept within ornately entrenched sense of depth I see you Standing dappled in sunlight Unable to appreciate the light in your own life Light too bright Who dare read the flight Light too bright Yet here no light is shining through To feel it all at once And feed it what it wants The part of you that is starving Cannot be the part that is dying Please do not borrow Grief from the future The crystal merchant is calling This glass is only yourself All my life spent missing you However miniscule Seek the purity forming inside of me All my life spent missing you Seek the purity However miniscule Seek the purity forming inside of me All my life spent missing you Seek the purity However miniscule However miniscule
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
I have seen amazingly beautiful things I have seen terribly ugly things A gentle gaze upon your face All our breath it ceased to move Once you left this place Is this a sign for longing Is this a sigh for missing you It sounded more content than I think I meant it to I have seen Amazingly beautiful things I have seen Terribly ugly things I have seen Unbearable Marvelous Wondrous Disturbing things Of all these things I’ve seen Perceived from a distance Never, never Never to touch Never, nеver It’s never еnough Oh for doors to be open to invite with gilded edges I have been in holy spaces with prayers of total malice You could wake up dead tomorrow Do it for all of the times I wish I had The sunken hole that you left is yet to be deciphered What was lost now is found Will the intrigue make you proud I feel your tender presence when I’m waking from my dreams I scramble for you searching through layers proposing and trading With levels of unseen All our lives spent missing you Seeking purity
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Covered in mysterious design Glorious patterns are undefined Loving serenity it’s about damn time Ignorance is leaving shining stones unturned I stand stapled to the ground, a statue of time and depth Sounds of past wonders singing aloud tracing hands upon cold death Stained by sadness of the world Rust coloured tears smear my eyes Cracked fissures weaken my pride Made of gold am I Fixed to stare at the sky I may be ugly and hate filled So do you care test me There is nothing left to see Can you see right through me I may be fragile and filthy Why do you detest me With so much left to see Can you view me truly I fear to watch yet I cannot look away I fear to watch yet I cannot look away The sounds of screeching Madness is fleeting Thoughtlessly hoarding Malevolent lording Subtlety leaching Carelessly speaking Violently heaving Aura is grieving I’m wasting all my time I’m wasting all that’s mine Intuition Reality Deception Intuition deals with reality That is not in truth just yet
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
May I visit you in your dreams I have a message to deliver Our thoughts and feelings run like streams Our blood flows like a river May I visit you in your dreams I have a message to deliver This will give you true relief Crystal clear like softened spheres I could never tell if it was real Bound together A golden tether Whisper and I’ll listen Guilty by omission Did you see me? Dancing through the darkness of the night? Where I became a miserable pile of secrets So agile that I avoid their sight I’ll repress the rage I’m feeling Trapped within the eventide No sleep No sight Fear the meek Revere the might May I visit you in your dreams I have a message to deliver Down the clandestine path Intricately woven Stolen devotion Tantric emotion Never broken You feared sleep And everything is always as it is You may never have dreamt at all
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Watch it closely you see it begin to flicker Watch it closely you see it begin to move Watch it closely you see it impel quicker I feel a sense of mercy for these creatures Do not drink from the fountain It could truly be a test For the water flowing here Is neither pure or fresh So what you’re saying is I’m indestructible The knowledge of my worth Will be ostensible But you still listen My words infallible Do not drink from the fountain It could truly be a test For the water flowing here Is neither pure or fresh Watch it closely you see it flicker Watch it closely to feel it move Watch it with perfect intent Your sight becomes secondary Infinite impulsivity The guilt that you wield All that you feel to use As a sword or shield at your own will You listened once before The guilt that you wield All that you feel to use As a sword or shield at your own will Bless them that curse you The guilt that you wield I wish I had remembered To take it in more slow And since then we have suffered To feel the same sweet glow Watch it closely you see it begin to flicker Watch it closely you see it begin to move Watch it closely you see it impel quicker I feel a sense of mercy for these creatures Do not drink From the fountain It could truly be a test For the water flowing here Is neither pure or… Fresh The air is fresh you share it with me By your empty words The air is fresh you share it with me By my faulty words The air is fresh you share it with me Under the passionfruit leaves We might agree There is a difference between Grieving and yearning To want to be wanted The air is fresh you share it with me Under the passionfruit leaves We might agree We might agree We might agree
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026