May 13

mesmerized landscapes, carved out of iron and steel
following non-linear routes to places never to feel
a ventricle Berlin wall, with no side defined as real
and the devil losing out on your soul’s latest deal

with the mindless motions of these elliptical lives
I diligently search for stability to keep near my side
most lack the definition, some only lack the drive
but dawn is coming, there won’t be a place left to hide

crawl away, crawl away my despicable wretched history
and don’t you dare come back saying you’re missing me
burn the bridge, break away these chains, set myself free
but still trying to live a paradox, setting fire to the sea