The Obsidian Mirror

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The Xebellian Triangle

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A place of torture within sulcusian corridors
Labyrinthine the horror
Dwelling of Agony
Inflicting pain we call our introspection
A thousand lashes wrought at our discretion
Bearing guilt, as Atlas bears the universe
For my sins both imaginary and real
I walk on shards of glass
Scattered 'cross plains of ash
Towards my newfound home
A towering mount of stone

There's something that lurks here beside me
Around me; behind me; inside
A shapeless miasma, peripheral smoke
Revels like a jester in this sordid court

A prisoner in tow
Cannot determine
Who is bound? Who leads the rope
Through barren vale we trudge
Reluctant, forward
To reach our fated climb
Progress an onerous ascent

Droplets of penance
Turn to streams from my bleeding hands
Claw at the crevice
Splinter the nails
Slipping,
Plummeting, plummeting
Plummeting, plummeting

Escarpment of shame
The winds howling misery
Sisyphean refrain ad infinitum
Begin again
With broken body, heart, and mind
Desperation
The life-well running dry
I dig in once again despite the protests
Resounding in the halls of my frail cortex

A prisoner in tow
I must determine
Who is bound? Who leads the rope
With bloodied limbs we vault over jagged mantle
Auric oasis gleams before my eyes

Within the grove,
Abyssal form of black, glossy stone
Stands, calling
Transfixed by its pull

I search in the mirror
The spectre incarnates and stands in my stead
Placing a palm upon the window of the void
I burst into flames

Profound is the blaze
That illuminates the truth of the soul
Enlightenment thus
To shine rays upon the self within the shadows

Stripped from my coil, shapeless in form
The spectre incarnate; perspective reborn
I meld with the darkness, I meld with the glow
Shatter the mirror, rain glass below
Stripped from my coil, shapeless in form
We burn down the forest so it may regrow
I cremate my old self down to dust
And I scatter me to the wind

As I descend
Retracing cliff and chasm
I recognize
My purpose in this cycle

Return to the expanse
The harrowing origin
For every error made
Another trial that lies ahead
I'm one amongst the dust
I'm one amongst the skies
The future self must guide the old
Towards their betterment

Circle the forlorn, circle the self
Circle the reasons we circle this Hell
Banished to judgment, banished to pain
A taste of the suffering we sowed for our gain
Shed the self-loathing, shed the dismay
Shedding off what led us astray
But, recall, the fact
We are but humans that spite our best intent

We walk on shards of glass
Scattered across the plains of ash
Towards our newfound home
To find transcendence in the grove
The burden that we bear
To embrace the ill within us all
Through honesty for our mistakes
Can we learn not to fall

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