The Creepers
Break my hold
Make me fall
If you have the courage
Then demolish these stone walls.
What seemed like a garden
In reality is a forest
Once you enter, you are lost
Once you enter, you are in love.
The enchantments confound you
The illusions excite you
Behind your back, the creepers crawl
The black veins hug the floor
There is no escape now
No gate, no door
As the creepers climb slowly
The juices in your head start imploding
You feel so alive that you wonder
"Where was I so far?
Was that a life or is it now?"
The veins briskly cuddle
Your blood pompously curdles
How come this feels right?
Is this annihilation?
Or is this procreation?
They wrap your arms
Restraining your breath
Pinned to the floor
Writhing up your nimble spine
Suddenly you hear a buzzing in your ears
it's a rhythm, it's divine.
This is not death
This is a birth
Birth of the long-lost being
But death of a carcass that was.
How come this feels right?
Break my hold
Make me fall
You have the strength now
Don't you stop. Just run through.
The creepers, the veins
May darken your body.
The constricted vessels may throb with a bursting pain
But the song in your head
Is like one you shall never hear.
It is the beat of your heart
Yet somehow, not yours.
How come this feels right?
Yellow eyes pierce through your skin
Your vision retaliates but you say -
"Is it necessary?"
Let those eyes slit my skin
Let them punish me for that Sin.
Your daredevil heart entered this forbidden forest
A sinner's haven, they say it was
One seeks redemption here
Because there was more than gratification
that one got
A surreal light that sparkled the mind.
It is a thrust
It is a rush
Break my hold
Make me fall.
Push me to the edge
Into an infinity
Against all gravity.