He died a long time ago
from the constant calmness...

Sitting around in a different state of mind
Trying to find my place in this downbeat world...

Three in the morning and feeling alone,
Answering questions for all of the unknown...

Golden flowers held in bands
Rot away in your hands...

Arise sun
please the day...

There was a man
who lived many souls ago...

I thought of you today
But thats nothing new...

You are so oblivious to the actions you make
I’m stuck inside a bottomless pit and you...

A dancing soft naked body
with painted brown eyes...

This is my book
A book of hate...

Through the eyes
of a withering soul...

You were cool as could be.
You were so special to me...