My scarlet visions,

like refelections of my subconscious.

Beyond the starlit heaven the horizon burns

with flames, so red.

As my eyes bear witness to this euphoria,

this apocalypse,

I hear the gates within my head open silently.

A new world takes form and its attraction

temps me to enter.

I leave my body without farewells,

peacefully

through violet corridors,

painted with beautiful

reflections, from my life.

A sunrise beckons beyond the clouds, so dark,

as rivers stream through the air in stillness.

Through the emptiness where

thoughts take form,

and into the lands of purgatory.