The Fire and The Sound

Scramble/ Avert your eyes/ If I amble by/ While I hide my tattoos/ And curse the sky/ "Ashes to ashes"/ It supplies no replies/ As fire and sound/ Crowd around me/ Cloud and drown me/ Shroud and bound me/ Somebody screams loudly/ As the ground gives away around me./ I seem to fall forever/ Although as light as a feather/ I somehow place my hands together/ And they never sever./ Focus the mind, blurred/ Meditation, concentration/ Aberration, Confirmed./ it's an infatuation/ that's mostly in my imagination/ I slow to a stop, Levitation,/ Ignoring all the laws of gravitation/ I could float here endlessly/ Wondering what the end will be/ I open my eyes/ The white light, it blinds me/ I could float here endlessly/ And die here pleasantly/ Its promising, quite comforting/ i could flee, be my own comfort king/ Kill those demons/ and feed that sting./ what felt like a minute/ in reality is an hour/ but when in pursuit of great truth/ In pursuit of great power/ the time flies by/ and i slowly open my eyes again/ to find the white lights gone/ but the fire and the sound still rages on./