No Title... [Pain?]

Bitter sweet memories cascading through tear shaped eyes,
Flowing from the moment of sheer perfection of being, existing.
Fully alive transcending, winding gears that I’d forgotten to forget,
Tendrils cascading through half made wires of memories,
Stringing along my conscious, candy let out of its mold.
Taffeta mouth and licorice eyes pooling and forming a twisted “o”,
Palsied lips of gibberish barely forcing through the word “more”.
Bitter slow trailing like molasses to his Cheshire cat mouth,
Curling up infinitesimally more, cruel rust springing into grated squealing action.
Body lost in the molecules pausing to coalesce at the scream,
Screams like things I had forgotten to want, twisting pills inside deep hidden places.
It pauses again leaving breathless airless wordless sulfur fringe,
Aching from intensity kaleidoscopes smashed into a million melting fragments.
Seeing now unfettered the dreariness of what steals away my time,
Acid scream unwinds from tracheaed throats wrapping around the neck of time,
Demanding only to keep this perfect moment of sordid pain,
And not be returned to the inky, deafness, deadness, of being alive.