The Adoration of Destruction.

Loneliness returns to molest the serenity,
A cold tingle beckons the paranoia.
I scratch roughly at the surface,
Praying the itch will quickly subside.
Lingering for what seemed like hours,
The sensation faded upon sleeping.

Cool breath graces the silence,
No face to match the voice.
It must all be in my head again,
I'll ignore the pending requests.
Flickering like an angry flame,
I suffocated the night away.

Gasp upon returning back to life,
I wished the dream would last longer.
The window looks promising,
not a ray of sun in sight.
My perfection differs from
All other living opinion.

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[symmetryAsymmetry]

this is very intriguing...it progressively turns the atmosphere dark and then sighs with satisfaction...loved it :-)