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Enigma
04:59
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A lifeless stare, so vacant
Dense fog fills the mind
Soft words…
Soft words peel away
Like the seas decay coarse stones to sand
Holds off death's embrace
A body so numb, a sanity overcome
Soft words peeled away at the core of self
Revealing forgotten embers dying
The splinters of a fractured soul aflame
Distant yearnings to brush off fear, persevere
A glistening stare, so present
A gaze so endearing and whole
An incentive to find that place and compelled to see that face
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Stormgazer
08:37
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Upon a precipice, overlooking the sea
Sights set on the horizon, the sky starts to breathe
The sun's rays dimming, encroaching clouds
Empyrean forms dancing in the distance, a tempest upon it's verge
Parabolic in nature
The rains come and they go
Resilient to the changes
To reap the seeds you first must sow
Deep in the core of the storm some will find
Cascading thoughts tormenting whilst sublime
Ravaging winds tempt one to riposte
Elements care not for folly onslaughts
Encased in turmoil, clutched by grief
Stare into the cyclone
What a sight to behold
What a sight it still is - observed as a witness
Released by turmoil, bearer of grief and despair
I am the eye of the storm
Now until forever
Please do not feel forsaken
We bear this storm together
Side-by-side we walk our paths
Forever progressing forwards
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The Path
06:04
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As the first steps are taken
Upon these hallowed grounds
An overwhelming presence
Sense of direction, unfound
As one walks along the path
Surrounded by the thoughts
Who is the One who perceives
The thing which these words around, weave
Into the forest we go
Heading forward as if there were no tomorrow
The past a tome of lessons
A denial manifest in repression
Within and between these trees it is seen in an anomaly in reality
Personality identity fallacy upon the pyre to burn for all eternity
There are many routes on this path
All of them, arduous tasks
How can one, confined, envision
The passage of pure concision?
The face of the ones we seek
Lie under every mask which weeps
The imperative question to hold
What to do when faced with a broken soul?
Now that steps have been taken
Untouched grounds, now familiar
What's been left behind
A vestigial afterthought
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Abscond
10:07
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What does one do when faced with death?
Eye-to-eye with nothingness
Avoidance of the greatest scale
When compared all things will pale
What can one do when bound to fear?
Knowing salvation's nowhere near
Hopelessness is all that's known
When bearing wounds still left unsewn
What does one do when faced with the light?
From a spark burning ever bright
A glow so immense in form
Encompassing a warmth, forlorn
What be the point to turn your back?
Just to face worlds of ever black
To leave behind all that's been made
Into the abyss you'll surely fade
Hiding away from tears
Isolation and emptiness are awaiting with their cold embrace
A grasp so morbidly comforting
With claws digging deeper and deeper
Piercing holes from within, by which your love spills endlessly
Upon desolate soils - places that you've never called home
To abscond the soul
Is to negate your self as whole
An attraction to worthlessness and a yearning for one's own death
Symbols of emergency
Veiled and shrouded in secrecy
Every last breath, closing in on death
Running away can no longer be an option
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Kindred Spirits
11:43
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Salutations fellow being
Welcome home
It's been a while
Since we've met
Beckoning solitude
As an imminent storm
To shroud our sadness and hide our contempt
A forest entrance beckons
Seemingly yearning, reaching to grasp
The final grains of broken souls, planted as seeds, allowed to regrow
Lose your sense of self
To see into the other side and with these visions
You will never forget
This cannot be faced alone
Affinity, rooted deeper than bone
I almost lost the purpose I gave my own life
So you find yourself here now in our arms
Sheltered from the passing storm
Numb and shattered, bearing scars from your journey
This place be can be your refuge
Take your time, let your roots grow
Into the soil - a place you can now call home
Forever the grounds for us to flourish within
But what will you give in return?
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Mistchaser Dunedin, New Zealand
Mistchaser is a solo project by Stephen Fortune formed in Dunedin, New Zealand.
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