In Chaos And Madness

In chaos and madness, I’ve got lost while dreaming
It was as if I could see only with my soul but not with my eyes
The realm I found myself in was just an illusion of my own imagination
Wandering around among fantasies and hallucinations

I became aware that everything was going to be destroyed
Death and obliteration were waiting for me and my realm of dreams
Behind every bliss of mine, there was a tragic ache that carved wounds on my body
A hopeless loneliness was the only flower blooming in my garden

Sordid was the soil on which I trembled with dread and fear
Where each flower was watered by illusions and embedded in despair
Each petal bled with loss and remorse at the feet of the fountain of disdain
And I felt overwhelmed by the dizziness swaying between chaos and madness

I couldn’t see any creature on the darkest night I have ever attended
While the silence had devoured every sound, it left the pounding of my heart to hunt me
I was torn from my world of daydreams to be cast into a realm of annihilation and grieve
And became part of the garden of dead trees

Every sensation and memory muted into a scar
Every teardrop became part of that fountain of grief
The roots of each hollow tree chained me to the cold soil
I was one of the several withered flowers in that garden of insanity

The instability of my condition was assured by my bound to decadence
I swore my oath to the thorns that crowned my garden of roses and frenzy
Delirium and ecstasy possessed my bleeding heart
All the longings of mine were buried deeply into the abyss of eternity

I screamed my despair, and I cried teardrops of blood
In chaos and madness, I had become the darkness and wickedness
I was the queen of the night and eternity
And the void belonged to me as long as I belonged to the realm of death and oblivion.
Elisabetta