Tuesday, January 31, 2017


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
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
The kiss
Of life
Or death