Lying beneath the earth's realm
Inside a wooden box
No vision is seen
A wasted present is pondering
For I was simple
But plain as the rising sun
On uncoated slab
Till this day come forth
I will be a legend
To a group whom decided
Hanging me
Was the best way to die
How can a noose free my spirit?

Let's be honest
Why I'm fooling myself
Living on a planet that I'm not welcome
People all around
Claiming to be famous
Jobs are hopeless
Stress is high
Friends are few
So, what do I really have?
A fist full of dirt
Gravel full of pain
There is nowhere to go
But through someone
Every stepping stone
Has a glass bottom
Ready to be shattered or
Ready to be cut
Why work for free
To get paid in oats
Working as a mule doesn't seem right

A lather of impeccable ingredients
I encompass myself bathing in natural soil
If a mole tunnels the earth's crust
I said to myself just yesterday
Combining the affects to a sensitivity tease
Why have I not lost oomph?
Within the puzzles of a common mind
That burns a light with no stroke
What does make a person full of energy?
Finding myself loose
Which I don't know
What addiction can cause everything so natural?
A day and life of a babbling fool

Two men entering the arena
From different regions
Battling
For a precious beauty
Named Sabula
With weapons of choice
Bravery is thy game
Courage
I stand upon
Death is only misfortune
My record of victories
Speaks for itself
Challenging with my conning skills
Boldness and swiftness which involves
A competitor's stance
May the spirits hold me
As I slew
This ignorant runt
For a beauty
I must assassinate

A peddler on a mission
Entreating for loose change
deeking reserves that no other man wants
His expectations are low, but his heart is high
Roaming the streets for simple mementos
Can hardship be so enrich to one's soul
Gravel is his bed to sleep
Cardboard is his shelter to hide
Old blankets is his comfort
But happiness keeps him free
To be poor is not an endless journey
But a constant reminder
An everlasting pursue
Is nourishment to your spirit
Being able
To envision you

What a joyous morning smile
Waking up to beauty
Rolling out of bed
To find myself alone
Closets are empty as I search
Leaving me with shredded threads
And scraps of dispair
Hangers
Are her symbol of imprudent
Reackless cuts with scissors
We shared a magic moment
Pouring wine from the finest vintage
Across the land
Toasting
This magnificent creature
While I'm seduced as a drunk
We slumbered as one
But passionate as jackals
A night of remembrance
Has jeopardized me
How can I repay the apparels of a friend?

Immorality has incarcerated
My concentration
Cynical thoughts raging
Darkness awakens with lunacy
Disavow away to a lifeless residue
How can a man untrue attain himself?
Diabolical tactics
Twisting with no sudden moves
Chances to convert
As another being cleanses a bewildered soul
Tomorrow crease
Figures to be washed
Into ghostly purities of gold
May the spirits spare amuse of confusion