cornered

• bu guzel parcanin sozleri ise $oyledir;
  
  there never was a night like this
  how could there ever be
  through sweat and velvet misery
  the fever race in me
  
  cornered in a symetrical design
  sphere-like chrome on a sea enraged...
  hatred
  
  what the mirror sees
  is the clutching at straws
  taking us under
  the storm of the ocean
  this velvety crush
  ringcorners- firm in the outrage
  synaptic patterns
  waves contort
  break into these cellular walls
  
  why...
  
  globes of disease, infest my dreams
  burning the ends of my veins
  pattern and form, the squares cling fast
  dance the tide now
  
  could never bare another night
  although i know it'll come
  the freezing ends of what is me
  the icy rages...
  free
  
  cornered in a symetrical design
  sphere-like chrome on a sea enraged...
  hatred
  
  take hold of the boundaries -
  the perimeter sea
  burn!
  enflame the oppressors
  but if four was one
  in a corner alone
  recovering - licking the wounds
  delerium coming
  the weakness kicks in
  resigning, cornered within