abyssia

words in my mind
they're not being kind
it's like they left me behind
to wonder what they are
and tear at my face
searching
there must be meaning
mustnt there?
i mean, this isn't really
no....
not one giant....
cosmic joke?
am i the punch line?
are you?
where are those
damnable words?
the ones i can't find
maybe if i hit rewind
perhaps i've been blind
to the inanity
of this existence
of this world
of you and me and the
the stink of it all
the pale reflections of hope
the fucking grasping
tin cups in
times square
anywhere
shove 'em up your behind
i want my coffin silk-lined
don't even think to remind
me of the days when
when i used to
dream

let me out!!! please.