Blacklight

I can see the black light burn run in time to the rage of the rhythm of ages, all is covered in neon dreams suicidal screams, my pain, n rage are my own. I feel it like black light in my eyes, in my brain, it bleeds the edge of my humanity it's the scars or my secret shame my internal war Heaven light falls not upon my sands I live in the blackest of nights huddle around a burning black light pushing back the folds of time I’m not myself it bleeds into my mind the past a war of the insane all falls distantly into a drain I am my pain, my strife of rage my insanity, my profane oh, come my sacred rain wash away my soul as the black light burns runs, the light reflects nothing no more all is gone lost evermore nothing nevermore on follies shores