I lost meaning through & through
I lost it all…
Fighting so much for a dream
Struggling to achieve lifes biggest deceit
As a toddler born into a cage with a beast
What meaning holds to race? When your walking around street machines
If I need to keep alive
I must be a peasant or a king
Accepting the heat of each destiny
The remorse of deciding, choosing
While something lies dormant at my feet
Who am I? If to help, love, have fun
I need whatever these children find, to be or not to be
I die in my dreams
I lick the blood of ignorant beings
“I lost meaning” he said..
Alone I’ll drift away..
Seperate, to never be found, to never be loved
What is to have meaning?
To have control over the rain?
To kill a mans church or holy space?
To give or to take?
Tell me what is to have meaning…
I’ve seen you around the edges of the street
This obscure, mist of dark and deep
I’ve seen them call you, as their own name, as family
But, it feels like deceit
A viral disease tested to deep, to ink and paper
A writer fell from dusk and no sleep
Red iris, red lips, black hair
A song from the top to her tips..
Death come at me..
Dressed as a woman loving my sleep
Could I find, someone or a warm body to love?
I’m specially dressed for this
Black, red details to our kiss
Soft Jasmine resting at the beds white sheets
Death come as the wind, as the life in trees
Kiss me or best, please me
Disregard, but, the sound of my voice
I’ve seen them bloody, ignorant to where they’ll go
Labeled greed, to polish a personal goal
Death to you a flower, life to you my sword