Ataraxis

Ghosts of those I love
Live in the corner, corner, corner of my eyes
I take them everywhere
Forever, forever, forever out of reach

They lead me to this place
To this mouth of Hell
Haunted by unrelenting dread
Drowning in the dead
Gasping for a breath

I want out of this place
Fingers caught in tangled hair
Sweet floral, smell of death
Flies dance on a cataract
I dance with them

In this place, I am loved
In this place, I am not
In this place, I am loved
In this place, I am the carrier
Carrier of corpses