The sun fires blanks
and laugh me in the face
darkness invade my soul
and noone is to blame but me
Good weather is the re-orientation
Bad weather turns the tide
and my guilt is glaring in the surfaced water
Demonic side-show
and hunger for the wickedness
starving my eyes from all that is beautiful
imprisoned once again
imprisoned and life-sentenced
over and over again like set on repeat
courage to kill me
courage to leave
I couldn't afford to get it
condemned by the judge and juror
subjectivity sublime and seriously estranged from here.