The Yearning from The Yearning by Hypomanic Daydream

Longing abyss, so venomous
Sharpened shivs that stab and
Gouge the foresight, yet maim
Ones own hindsight, and still
Fanning fumes daring starts
Affection cues anxious hearts

It finds a way
The yearning gay

It stokes itself
Lit coals that never smolder
The high it sells
has not one contender

Billowing a manic pyre
Feed it flesh and all desire
Spewing upwards enrapturing stream, lifting the dream
Throw more self in the engulfing flame, stacking more shame

Still we bask in ultimate sunlight
Golden rays that never fade
Longing for the penultimate insight
Knowing darkness by only your shade

Writhe
Immolate
Engulf
One's self
Tie
Gravitate
Loose
Yourself

Forms contort, as flesh is churned
She's getting closer and turning blind
Dripping soul, a twilight burned
Pierce through the thick skin, and reach inside
Adoring queer, a fluttered heart
This sapphic quenching, I'm paralyzed
Without fear, a glory'd start
Enraptured by gaze, Her pair of eyes

Writhe
Immolate
Engulf
One's self

Tie
Gravitate
Loose
Yourself

Swords inside, a lipid taste
Pillars contrived, a sealed fate
Piercing sublime, a dying weight
Consuming sigh, a passing state

• Death Metal
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