THe NIghtmare of MUltifaceted FAces

(The Nightmare of Multifaceted Faces)

The cold unending night,
Sits upon my heart.
Hinting the hideous details,
Hidden in the corner of my eyes.
Fear lies by me,
My long time friend,
My companion to the abyss.
Its tongue again utters,
Of the visceral realm,
Tyrannized by Kaos, gardened by Ades,
A world uncombed by imagination.
My eyes blaze,
With the light of a deeper terror,
At the mere thought,
Of the entities,
Starved of reason or reality,
Yet contented with purpose,
With Intentions seized from the lakes of perversion.
I look there in the calm cool waters,
Filled with agony and pleasure,
Where my agony swims,
And my pleasure basks,
It mirrors back with a bitter perfection,
My face,
All my faces.