Paught

Pass me a bowl full of sun, his
ashes creep under the dew of my skirts
undo the grapevines of uncertainty, for i never had a
god to show me the way,but
hell so far has made me look above to see it, and it
taught me to strengthen my bridges, the love of a
           man is too tragic to depend on
Pass me a bowl full of darkness, the
atrocity of sunsets gifts the increase of my suffering
undress the woman i am inside, for i never had a
goddess
Helium can only fill me so much, 'til i burst and unite with Wind
teach me to ignore the woman's cries, her distress are like stilts of a little girl's trajedy
               Darkness' shadows' own mine,
                        as sulfur owns my bone marrow, I'm burning in water
                                      my screams drowned and muffled with benzine lilies.
Pour me a cup of
angst, serve it to the cowards that brought me here
understand that I've always been my own man, my
gravestone will be nameless to you, I'll never be who you want me to be
heaven is only water, the voice of my soul will be the sound
             of its seas, matching my neutrality
Tamper with my world, tick it counterclockwise , you'll be amazed with how                              magnificently flexible the spine of my Neptune is
         for i will
remain an infertile gentleman.
I have been castrated the comfort of a goddess and an embrace of a god
so i embrace my reflection, her face
is always the same,
but his
         mirror I will swallow
and she will disappear in a black endless void.