Beneath This Face

Lies a broken man

Festering inside

Shades of light pass through this room

And remind me

There was once a world

Outside of this stricken maze

Only instincts drive on

And life

Our great teacher

Teaches all

Passing through this fetid ship

With sickened feeling of what lies within

Sporadic thought, spawning its messy web of insanity

Living from the heart and breath alone

For emotions determine all that is lost and won here

And all that is dear

Taken by wind and time

How many times in a lifetime must we break?

And have such a need to be strong?

So tired of this feeling

Of fighting and living

Wrought so completely with pain

Nothing remains

But a restless longing for death

Hidden, beneath this face