Marooned

A benign mind
yet malignant form
shall be raised from the carcass
of trodden dreams
led all the way
to the untrodden path
along the coasts of novel thoughts
in tandem with a bleeding heart.
As it breaks free, from the chains
of conscience that holds him back
on the rule of the darkest dawn
behind the crawling morn.
He shall sip the nectar anew
from the cusp of fortitude
painted black
with darkest shade of red
Swaying within the fine lines
between
dead drunk and drunk dead.
©srijaprasita