BeeKeepers

This feeling is so fucking overwhelming. There's an electric charge nestled in my spinal cord. Or is it chord? It is strumming like guitar strings plucked by inexpert and excited hands. My fingers are twitching. Under normal circumstances I would be pleading with the god in my head (I call him "brain") to make it stop and in a way this feeling is painful. It is painful because I know it'll be gone soon. I can already feel it ebbing away. But no, I'm still thrumming. I'm a note on reverb and it's not endless. It'll end eventually. And that doesn't matter, because it's still vibrating through me, within, without, and rippling through time. I'm

 The sidewalk twitched before his very eyes. Thomas blinked in confusion. “What the…” He shook his head and continued on, sure that it was his “brain fucking with him”, as he often explained the unexplainable. But it happened again. The drab colors before him shifted and the light refracted off of his eyes into scattered lines. He closed his eyes, pressed his palms against his closed eyelids, and yet when he looked again, the colors were spinning nauseatingly around him. With a scream he tumbled down to a void beneath him. Falling so infinitely and so quickly threatened to tear lose his mind, his very soul. And then h

The Color of Screaming Drag them away Clawing and screaming Never to see the day In waking or dreaming Burn it away Burn it away Red flash from stage left Black to the core Violent hues left bereft The weeping sores Reality sways Reality sways The roots deep in the earth Are shaken loose As the black hole gives birth To the noose Reason frays Reason frays Choking back tears of pain The grip tightens hold Blue is the color of the rain The dead and the cold Existence strays Existence strays The color of screaming Leaves a violent wake In peaceful dreaming Is where you’ll awake Red and white Black and blue All

River rise and river fall And splashes on the brink Valley low and mountain tall Break the chain link by link Carve the dells and brimming wells Tears of rain bring death and pain Calm the wake Calm the wake… Rivulets trickle into sewer deep Bathe the pendulum in blood The wicked cry in waking sleep As they drown in the flood Pick the fields grain by grain Purge the deeps of the brain The earth quakes The earth quakes… The judge sits on his risen throne The gavel hammers justice beat Water breaks on ancient stone Yet withers with the heat You must abstain from the pain That flows from the broken main Your mind