THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[UnbornBuddha]

Lullaby to the love of my ugly life.
Petrify before your ungodly cries
Stemming from the softest eyes
That have ever come to light.
The common lies you told me
Made me believe I was divine & holy.
I'm anything but, so rewrite my story
Make it beautiful so my mind won't worry.
My eyes are blurry,
From staring into time in a hurry.
I was hoping to decipher general misery
An encryption with alchemical mystery.
I want to know this nebulas history
Learn the meaning of something.
I'm dreaming unconscious. Symbolic tale.
Chronic and frail,
Yet still following the symbiotic trail.
Biological diversity is a cognitive hell.
The ominous tone lets us know apocalypse froze
Inside our voices, the vortex of our souls.
I don't desire fortune such as gold
Instead I wish to be formless and then go
--Into the aura of a black hole.
The source of the code. Lord of the toads.
Forage for stones, beneath the doorstep of home.
Forgetting everything I've come to know.
Only thing that keeps me here, is I love to flow.