Beyond Depression's Sentiment and Reason's Detriment

In the wake I lie awake  
contemplating the antithesis of a nemesis  
complacency is codependent and drunken in corrupted bliss
 
In a stupor entangled and tied to repressed rage  
rattling the bottom of never truly known cages
 
Rising in love instead of falling through the ages
 
Such a sweet calamity in the form of a wellness treat  
tickling Buddha's belly
 
A flavor so colorful even my tastebuds  
have become little Picassos, Da Vincis and Van Goghs
 
Waldo finds himself and paints a self portrait
Michelangelo doesn't miss a stroke  
 
Method to this madness  
A cunning only grasped by leaping over and past  
the coals of lingering sadnesses
 
Broadening boundaries
To explore once again in controlled abandon
 
My tiptoes touch to serve as a palate of permanent reminders  
at once fleeting and vanishing  
but I still have the scars as vouchers  
 
I'd rather be a hapless traveler  
Than a happy camper  
Breaking into the event Horizon
And stealing the light show  
 
There's bliss to be found on the edge of a razor
Such considerate incisions through my hardened vessels
Bleeding new life through these old hedges