A Sorrow Filled Moon

I'm condemned to eternally stagger
Through a gold-colored winter
Alive were the icebound winds
Yawning with a grotesque whimper

This harrowing cold is the single fiber
That tethers a conviction of reality
Blood once warm now runs bleak
As I reel from a disturbing lapse of gravity

Souls stray to this infernal place
Feeding on the sorrow-filled Moon as its reflection
Implants light within the flesh
I must unwillingly embrace

It wept to me in metallic tongues
Uttering abandoned and occult languages
Yet, I still understood
For I inhaled its thoughts as godlike pathogens

Souls stray to this infernal place
Feeding on the sorrow-filled Moon as its reflection
Implants light within the flesh
I must unwillingly embrace

After examining my being, it spoke
" Look not into the colorless eyes
For the night spirits have breached their skin
And are riding their minds "

But I’ve peered into the forbidden chasm
The Moon's own pineal eye
Forcing my retinas to swivel back
Into my skull as the world halts to a grind

My soul dislodged and ejected
Sanity curdled alike blood
And dissolved by design

My soul dislodged and ejected
Sanity curdled alike blood
And dissolved by design