I know what I could have been...
I know what I should have been...
but here I am...
hollow inside...
vibrations of pain...
magnified in my veins...
Like a pharohs’s tomb...
a vessel of empty promise...
a walking carcass...
sacrilege in motion...
Starlight meditation...
a consult with a god...
Lessons un-learnable...
Knowledge lost again and again...
I am full and weeping...
like a dike about to burst...
what will spring forth could be life...
but it will first be death...
Misfortune is the only path...
my empty soul does know...
so here I stand before you...
just waiting for my time to go
