There's a place of peace somewhere here
Said a ragged old stranger of no name
So searched many - some far, some near
Searching land, sky and sea the same
Yet little did they know to find
The place he spoke of was the mind

Thorium
Iodine
Sulfur
Iodine
Sulfur
Lithium
Iron

*Don't waste it.

Meal is still lame like an injured camel. For lame are  the camels name Amel and Elma and Emal and Lema.
For all these are blind to their danger, their gamble
But truly I tell but one camel is lame
Now I beg ye fair maiden please tell me it's name?

She slowly marches up to the mirror lining up for battle, people may ask who she is fighting with, I'd say she's fighting with herself.
She's at war with herself.
She raises her hand pointing at the mirror accusingly.
Her hazel eyes stare.
Whispering her battle cry the mirror mimics her every move.
"Suicide they scream. Help me they beg."
They rob my of my answers and take off running. They grab onto me while I'm already drowning, then yell at me for struggling.
I act strong and brave.
People need a leader right? I can't remember the last time somebody asked me if I was alright.
Last time I checked I was a wreck.  
They scream riddles for me to solve threatening that death is the answer.
They get furious when I chase it away from their weak necks. I act brave.
I act strong.
I act like I can help but in all things that are true I'm just a girl at battle with herself.
Scream me another riddle before I drown.

Darkness Emits from one.
         His pyramid Blocks the sun.
            
            Built on souls of light,
Now drowned in his artificial night.

         A vision quest to save you,
   For your dreams are not yet true.

     Clowns cry before a broken mirror,
     For who They were fades each year.

        Bodies line the streets at dusk,
           Choked out by money lust.

     The banks hold the seat of power,
      As I hold to them my tarot card:

                      The Tower.