NOT ME

Conflagrating under the duress
Cankering with the contusion
Decadence is the phenomenon
That follows

Contending against myself
So CURSORY-is not me.

Controverted by the petulant emotion
Debacle is where it belongs
Pestilential is but Pessimism
Breaking all doors
I TAKE BACK MY LIFE.

Can save myself
I need no illusion
Now all is so clear
Am nothing but STRONG
Petrified just by a dream
IS NOT ME.

Desultory is but the search
Immutable is nothing.
Pouring like the Sun
Digressing at random
Entropy is but Pillage.
Rest all is energy.
PLAGIARISED!
Is not me.

Pinioned to the hate
Diadem is but a waste
I chase the sun
It chases me.
Obsequious is what it seems.

All is freed but strings.

PIVOTAL IS BUT TRUTH
Gaunted is rest all
Explication is a cover
Excresis is what will follow
All verbose is what it becomes.

NO words
No voices
Is all I understand
Smiles & Tears is but my name.
I AM OBLIVION.
OR
IS IT NOT ME?