Twisting in thoughts
mentally lost in concepts
the walls have turned red with my own blood
lost realization, pathetic reactions
take my crown, take soul
can you not see they mean nothing
can you not see I myself mean nothing

but you are,
so you do,

not in this life

but the next?

no not the next nor the before

forever floating in
misery
happiness
Love
ego
grace


ha I laugh at you all

you think!

ha you think
Thought is so meaningless so thoughtless
you children
you sad children

Well then maybe I am the one who is child
Blind to all things walking in light
Taken by distracting darkness
Growing fond of the taste

If this is the case
then may theses warm shadows wrap and consume me
the point?
Well a star is a point