The Fever

I sit bold blank in my dark hole

I was told to be sold in this cold

In my shadows I was taken to be mistaken

All the thoughts and beliefs were shaken

Tragedy was like melody sung day and night

Jumping off roof tops with god I had a fight

My bite into life was short lived affair

The wind blew and my soul tore without repair

Thumping heart had many a desire

All the dreams just caught fire

Dipping in the reflection of my affection

A far cry into the world of dejection

I may see or hear why others are scared

All lost and forgotten everything that I cared

The whip hit me the lashes tore through me

It rippled the river and changed who I could never be

The snake hissed putting in me his fangs

There was no trial to come before me the body hangs

The world is a round circle and everything repeats itself

I have stumbled and got up this time without your help

It’s a circus with painted faces and hollow claims

You need the master to tame as he calls out all the names

The conclusion is utter confusion lived in seclusion

The better life is life forgotten with no less intrusion.