A Sustained Static Gaze,   Oblivious To Surroundings.  Empty, Strained, Unmoving Eyes;   Introverted, Paralyzed  A Burning Mass Of Emotions Denied,   Enraged By Years Of Silencing.  An Accumulation Of Feelings Suppressed,   Returning To Devour.  Bright Rays Of Chaos,   Generated By Subconsciousness.  A Retribution By Own Thoughts;   Twisting The Mind Into Fits  Fuelled With Pains Unveiled.   Burning With Contamination.  Set Afire By Disowned Self-Lies;   They Penetrate The Eyes.    I... Am I The Next?   Self Inflicted Overload.  Thoughts Returning To Think Me Away.  I... Will I Be Reprieved,  Or Am I Just Awaiting The Sentence Of My Exquisite,  Internal Machinery Of Torture    The Turmoil Arises,   From The Innermost Core Of Denial.  Shining Streams Of Putrefaction,   Reflugent With Disease -  In Outward Motion To Redress The Balance By Retaliation.  A Terminal Journey To Relieve Cognition Of Ability  Minds Lit Like Candles,   By Rejected Senses And Emotions.  Tearing Flames,   Born In Mind;   Creations Of Self Deception.  Strained,   Not To Lose The Grip -   Humans Locked In The New Disease.  A Light By Eyes Unseen Has Come To Burn Us Clean.    Ref: I... Am I The Next?.......    I Sense;   The Facilities Of The Bodily;   Discorporated By The Light  All My Pleas;   Denied  By My Psychological Enemy  The Inner Light Unseen    I... I'm Deceived By My  Receiving Eyes; - Susceptible  To The Endless Killing-Sights    Consciousness Fails The Grip.   Substance Now Decreasing  Amorphous.   Without Shape - I'm Vanishing;   Dematerialized  My Own Corrosive Thoughts -   Probes Armed With Acid Tools  Disintegrated,   I'm Bleached Out Of Reality  Scattered Bits Internally;   My Last Transparent Remains;  Floating Objects Inanimate;   Spinning Into My Soul  Defeated By My Contents.   Tables Turned,   I'm A Thought Repressed  I'm Swallowed Into Myself.   Destination; Nothingness    I... Am I The Next?   Self Inflicted Overload  Thoughts Returning To Think Me Away  I... Will I Be Reprieved  Or Am I Just Awaiting The Sentence Of My Exquisite,  Internal Machinery Of Torture  I... I've Been The Next.   My Self Inflicted Overload,  My Neglected Thoughts Have Thought Me Undone.  I... I Was Never Reprieved  Now I Know The Sentence Of Me Exquisite,  Internal Machinery Of Torture