I'm waiting
in the lost
becomes free
my will
maybe another
in one body
his soul stolen
a pale corpse
while my body resembles
in another body
exists
my will
calls from above
even though you exist
my reason
like my fleeting mind
my body
flutter where you stand
my heart
I am trouble
and vagabonds
O you beneath me
walkers and reptiles
you have polluted your tongue
and with your hands
you didn't know your innocence
in your nothingness
senses and the heart tightens
as my soul darkens
then
becomes free
my will
another
in the body
O you beneath me
Raise the heads of your dead
smiling with her rebelliousness
on top of me
ephemeral
like my troubled mind
in my body
don't worry about it
to the ebb and flow
illuminating the night
to the sun