Want of a New Life

Like a junkie waiting for a fix it's finger licking put your ear to the fresh dug ground and feel him kicking the bucket forget what I said if you cant it's your problem at least you don't look like a ghoul or a goblin or a god as the rain pitter patters it is true all that matters is me living free in seclusion all this a delusion the world I inhabit an illusion let it be and leave me be can't you see i need this to keep me sane the rain pours down on all that dwell below say it aint so but what the hell would I know anyway today's the day and this is my year no more to fear can you not hear me screaming or am I dreaming as once before