Collapsing Glare

My pictured doppleganger

I'll see you in hell
With the lights down low
When the mic seperates
My voice from your eyes

You exist through your glare
And feed off corruption
Bleed my nightmares
And Exhale self loathe

A constellation of flaws
Rests in my nervous hand
Blow them all away
Like dandelions in spring

Watch them float high
Just like the angels
As my voice echoes
You collapse in remorse