People of the sun

People of the sun rage on
with arrow-marked heads without the thoughts of those who need to bleed/
the everlasting pain digs into the secret lodge of my head and makes a home/
just to realize that black reasons hold no truth/
the night holds my breath while i try to breathe into you/
pocket-sized memories occupy the casket that you own/
and play with your creativeness of death that once filled your bedroom/
ask not what pain can do for you; you know what it does and it hurts/
this is where i come in to fill that void of love... i will leave a light on for you

*not sure how to explain this one; it just came out one day... a bunch of abstract thoughts that really made me think*