Ataraxis

Ghosts of those I love

Live in the corner, corner, corner of my eyes

I take them everywhere

Forever, forever, forever out of reach

They lead me to this place

To this mouth of Hell

Haunted by unrelenting dread

Drowning in the dead

Gasping for a breath

I want out of this place

Fingers caught in tangled hair

Sweet floral, smell of death

Flies dance on a cataract

I dance with them

In this place, I am loved

In this place, I am not

In this place, I am loved

In this place, I am the carrier

Carrier of corpses