Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Never

I went to the doctor and picked out a surgery
So that I might change my face and personality
I was so tired of the world around me
And it of the false and foolish me
I would tear open my chest and give my heart
If you didn't mind an empty unworking model
I would give you my soul, if you didn't mind
A hollow shell of a cell
That never worked
Unless you desire to visit hell
I am empty
Staring into the sun
I've never known
The kiss of death
Nor that
Of life
Joy
Sorrow
Apathy
Grieve
All are part of being
Made of flesh
So why am I
Cold, unmoving
Stone and steel
Never blinking
Never seeing
The gates of eternity
Let alone
Feeling
The kiss
Of life
Or death