Pandemonium & Delirium by Carl ToersBijns –

 Pandemonium and delirium swings between the past and the present. Thoughts of escaping this confusing feeling of hopelessness and searching for a momentary sanctuary in the present will allow my thoughts to break on through to the other side of the future. Haunted by demonic memories of the past, a realization occurs that brings the mind to accept the surrender of the truth would never allow life to be the same again forever.

Under the influence of the wrath of a corrupted control, the truth is hidden well as we struggle to find the light disguised as a fallen angel. A dark angel guided by sinful demonic thoughts trying to escape through twin evil doorways that enter either perdition and or a blazing fiery hell in either direction. The physical struggle exceeds the human mind as the body’s spirit has fallen to the torture of twisted emotions that brings down the strongest oxen and the boldest eagles to their knees.

Curing emotions that will never heal are the result of naïve thinking and trusting those in power that lied to me telling me life could be hot and sweet if I just followed the light to the end of the tunnel. Unable to move in either direction left or right, I was rigidly led up a path of self-destruction without an opportunity to look behind me in my imaginary rearview mirror and see all those good things in life disappear as if I was dead or forever lost in the fog that hovers the ground hiding all things from plain view and spirits.

Working up enough resistance to fight this feeling, I got torn apart between right and wrong. Gone are those wonderful moments and sentimental stories that took me back to my childhood days as I jump between a matrix of time and dimensions that included the past, the present and the future in no prearranged order. Struggling to stay alive, I have found a new identity to fight the devil as the scars that surround my heart begin to heal as I fake the cure to love the demons buying me time to save my own life.

My life was mixed with pandemonium as much as with delirium although I loved the way I felt at times that caused me to feel a sensation never felt before. Eager to get my hands on the devil and his wicked ways, I am completely determined to fight this feeling and end this struggle as I suckerpunched the demon to end this devilish struggle between right and wrong.

Finally, I feel the spirit in a good way while still, my suspicions of the demonic influences hide behind my new found boundaries that separate the good from evil. Pinching my skin to see if this is all a dream or reality, I found this struggle worth fighting as I can clearly distinguish the difference between right and wrong and my dreams and my realities.