I've been lost and left out Fell down dead now In droughts dry heat The floor makes my feet bleed No silence just screaming But no death Just the beginning What is the meaning? Wandering the vast isles Many shreaks within the many miles Piles of flesh still lust for the rush Some getup and make a living by selling drugs Dug themselves deeper while passing by the weepers Whom chatter teeth clatter Nothing sadder Holding matter In the palms of my hands As people fry Poems in my dome As people try to get out the abyss The snake hiss echoes through absent dark crypt Infernos fueled by the flesh Crimson fire spew as sin holds that soul within What is it that matters? Love?Laughter?Disasters? Or a mad hatter in hells plains awaiting the Holy gains. Change. Is a coming, and even through the valley of pain, flames abdominal lust and shame I keep my Faith for Holy awaits. Yahweh is great amen forever with the Lord I'm safe.