Impossible Description

The dawn of a new one's scream persists on the haunt But never will itt characterize this being of a dream The motion it stirred and folly it rose And of that rose, petals of life and Death breathe the feud Who's to say my writings are demented? To the torcher I only prey and deminish the guilty It's the simple concept you don't understand The pain of neglect and swallow so hard Left in a blood stained room for days with no light or food I pledge the burden so great and tears so powerful Impossible to describe, the incubus is So I won't try, not now