Alghazanth

Invite me or not - I will enter anyway
Resist me or not - I will sculpt you all the same
You are the soil opened for a grain
An empty canvas that begs for paint
Both venom and opium I am
Drink of me while you can
Call me madness or the redeemer
It’s inconsequential for I am neither
A nightmare this is but in dreams meet we not
This window to reality you can’t nail shut
In your eden within I am the tree of sin
The point where speech ends and echoes begin