Death and Dust......

Priceless payments of a life at stake Desperate trials to live derailed I cannot see you but wipe you I cannot take you out but breathe you in You are a complete mystery to me You settle in every dirty street The rich's grave to complete The beaming lanterns help you glow And the sun in that deep blue sky Makes you cozier in the dark, closer in the light But don't you feel bad........... They call you their friends.... Though they make you a piece of the dark That can be illuminated by those burnt forces Or else you are a part of invisbility Of that dark sullen unseen Hell But don't worry I call you my true friend..... And you have been my truest to stand The chair I bought new And you sat on it first Otherwise it was a non living entity But you have made the volume grow Settle on it as much as you can I won't stop you...I have a bent back Make a heap and let them sow Be a part of light and I want to see you glow Not the worse half of yours that light illuminates The misty part that you happen to be in nights I want to make you my closest friend Because tomorrow I am turning to you I am returning to the dust................