Jimson Isolation

Distraction clouds leave my mind
Twist twisted outside themselves again
Embedded in red, breath is fading out
Consecration swallows all that was
Your touch opens a wound
Our grieving follows blistering pain
Beavering tense flesh
Wishing there's nothing left
Dispense for the still
Unfold heaven
And now it sprouts ever watching seas of grey
You watered take it away
I can taste the blood on the back of my throat
Nothing like your hatred giving you hope
I look out I see all your teeth and mouths eyes burning
Distraction holds up one two
Light is on and off
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
I'm sorry