Alone

Haunted by the mystery Hiding from the misery Captured by this paradox That awaits me in my dreams I shelter here from pending storm Burning dreams to keep me warm I close my eyes so I won't see But still I hear the screams I, the withered pariah a disciple of my own desire I scourge my flesh in agony though the pleasure is beyond I want for peace and order but seek no quell or quarter For chaos is my dearest friend in this wasteland I call home Offer me no eulogy for mine is of insanity And I left as I have come... Alone