Oh, I...

Oh king of skies
I learn of my
defeats
through the early
edition. Left by
some boy on my
lawn every
sun rise.

What a world
where I can't
even close my eyes
and not think about
all
the wrongs we do
to one another.

I'm stuck
in a vacuum
ounce by ounce my
body is destroyed
and I cant help
myself

I've searched and
searched
for a cure
to human nature
but all I have found
are reasons to
abandon all
hope

still I persist
like a dog that
knows not of its
masters discontent
If it weren't for the
idea that things
could be better
I'd have perished
by now.