Vishaal from SEVEN by Abstract Minded

This is viscerous
Sticky and grievous

I know this too much
Running in the woods
Showering with paste
All is waste

Vishaal is my pain

Udaas is my vein
Uncompromising
Everything went black
Guts uprising

Stuffed with lack

Melting faces
Heart in pieces
No release
My heart freezes

Why? Why has it to be?

Stuck in a cage
Magic contrition
I disengage
From cognition

Vishaal is my grief

Burning leaves
The days are lost
I suffer the most

Udaas is my heart
Torn apart

I see the forest of faces
Wondering in the dark
I fear the most
Your smile I lack
Rain of paste
Coat of deceit


Vishaal, surging, mindless, sensorium
Blast, spirit, lethal, confusion

This might be te end of me
No rest, no breath, the nest is empty
Entwined, colorblind, I leave myself behind

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