Marionette

A marionette to the mind, Whispering fading schematics, Deluging the heart and soul, in a Juxtaposition of good and evil, Betwixt Heaven and hell, amidst Snowdrifts that swirl before my eyes, while Spiritless shadows restlessly carouse; Discordantly, far from reach, Vagrantly ambling across Deadened Arcadias, glimpsing Floating embers, in wake of Vivid firestorms, swallowing me whole, Faltering with every step I take, Decelerating towards the escape I seek, As it rhythmically scars my timorous nature, Awakening the monsters hidden deep within-seeing red- Bleeding out miasmic toxins, as noxious Spores erupt, immersed in a haze of austerity, While it seeps and saturates, throughout Malignant wounds exposed, undulating between The storms of push and pull, as daunting Tasks, of rippling sequences, splits my Chasmic core. Soulless footprints are all that remain, as Moon tides wash ashore, ebbing away Towards dystopian depths.