heart touch you
sense hold you
skin breathe you
being create you

life
not fake you

Force not yourself

at a world you believe
is not here

and just maybe

someone might

Ceremony of might
fight that to not be fought
reign down a lust
on all of kind and bruise a nothing nought

shallow steep firth to a keep
forever at the clay
behold a cure to all and more
forgot not to its way

let **** be **** and kindle
as to death do only weep
her fury slay the risen tide
a grey inside the sleep

You are bound and blind
if how we see you matters

you are not
if all you see doesn't

blame life
to make it worse

blame none
to make it happen

is like calling on a friend
you know is not home