Bloody Ink We Die For
You don’t need it
The sun is better
Feed yourself by any means
Because her flawless skin is softer
Walk
The smell of fresh leaves is more divine
Don’t worry
You don’t need it
Santa will give you your presents
No matter how stale they may be
But it drives you to insanity
My thoughts are always on the last grape
See the finish line
Now you need it?
Stress drives you into a wall with black bricks
Paint your own
And spend them foolishly
Because you can’t buy enough water to finish this race
Why are you so materialistic?
And why do you consume me oh so much?
Like the vermin in my drainpipe
Clingy
The sky is brighter
And the moon is cozier
And blankets you can steal
And food you can make
Sharpen your spear and delete your texts
Wear a tie with no suit and no shirt and no pants
And leave to the beaches, forests and deserts
It will come with you,
But not for long
Forget
And pray they will forgive
When They find you and question your way of existence
Ask them how important It is
Silent reply
Tells you it means the world to them
The only thing that matters
More than little Matt’s soccer game or first A+
So grab your bag
And disappear into soil from which you came
You are no longer in pain, stress or anxiety
You are not corrupt or hungry for hate
Without It
The one who determines where you stand
Sit back
Relax
And breath the air you needn’t pay for
Copyright © Arash Narchi | Year Posted 2009
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