My
         body
                  is
                     broken
My
     soul
            forever
                     aching
I
   write
          to
             relieve
                    my pain
Just.
      to
        realized
                   that
Words
         bleed
             life
                 and
                       death.

The universe is in you,
You are in the universe
Can we be more dillusioned?

We played with words
and peddled euphemisms,
as we hid behind veils.

We had reality
twisted and bent.
We chided and spat
into the winds
of coercing gales.