I Write Poetry
I have lived this life so hard and long,
old dead memories now lost or gone.
No more aging for my stasis face.
All worn components so easy to replace.
Good friends and lovers have passed their days
Only the selfish can cheat death`s ways.
I look at my copy a curious shell.
A mindless farm where no thoughts dwell.
I pause and linger to caress the skin.
Current thoughts ponder what lies within?
Each time I visit I am ill of savor,
to see myself a living cadaver.
The body breathes its steady rhythm,
My mind fights an emotional schism.
Nightmares haunt in my mind to break.
I see my corpse, its eyes awake.
EnternalSoul
{Dreads the shape of things to come}
old dead memories now lost or gone.
No more aging for my stasis face.
All worn components so easy to replace.
Good friends and lovers have passed their days
Only the selfish can cheat death`s ways.
I look at my copy a curious shell.
A mindless farm where no thoughts dwell.
I pause and linger to caress the skin.
Current thoughts ponder what lies within?
Each time I visit I am ill of savor,
to see myself a living cadaver.
The body breathes its steady rhythm,
My mind fights an emotional schism.
Nightmares haunt in my mind to break.
I see my corpse, its eyes awake.
EnternalSoul
{Dreads the shape of things to come}