Are you here?
Are you there?
Or are you simply nowhere?

Is the time still ticking?
Are your ears still ringing?
Or do you just not care?

The world does wind,
And twist your mind,
Into a spherical stare.

But do not despair,
Just purely repair,
Your reason to be somewhere.

Tied by fate, years of hate
Still remaining, second rate
But you dear reader, will not hinder
And your own chains shall completely wither

Roses aplenty
Progressively empty
From my dirt filled heart to the new found lady

Pour, do I, my rage into wage
In hopes of aeons of glory

But times aren’t changing
The days still raining
Bleak with death and virtual mourning

Chasm of lies and cave of deceit
Remove thyself from my feet

Take this hate, the second rate
Throw it fast, into the past

Then times will be changing
And soon the raging
Will forever be vast, only within my past

Divinity in spirit
Within another, I hear it
I want just glee
Her and me
With wage and nil rage

Leave me be…