FLASHBACK

Eyes flash red with crimson anger
Tears fall hard on floors of stone
Living on in constant danger
Living on, yet all alone

Words may cut like blades of steel
Cries may echo in the dark
But nothing else in life is real
Nothing leaves a deeper mark

Rockets burn a blood red line
Black laughter tears its holes in you
With shaking fists the world declines
Mere products of the things we do

Razors slit through open rages
Spilling out what lurks inside
Deep beneath your bedroom cages
Where ghosts of passion still reside

Each tangent takes you far and wide
Torched by rocket engine’s steam
The rest of us just run and hide
Made manifest inside your dreams

Fingers trickle cross your skin
Like ice that slides on heated flesh
Painfully the cold slips in
And freezes you when you’re undressed

Power holds its own designs
It takes away each want and need
Watch slowly as the soul resigns
With nothing left on which to feed

Danger waits behind the door
Wearing masks and evil grins
Howling like a banshee roars
Ending life where life begins

No one knows your secret thoughts
The darkened dreams on windless nights
The backward glance that’s never caught
The awesome terror of your plight

But someone knows from whence you came
How torment like a book unfolds
The very essence of your name
And all those things still left untold

Eyes flash red in crimson hate
Ripping leaves from molded bark
Sealing up your life long fate
Leaving long, ill-fated marks