Words that mean none
These words are all but had
is it all that I have?
Lost in a prison
that fills my mind full of wisdom.
What’s the point in this system
another day of delinquents.
I can’t feel myself think
it’s gone, from this vessel of decaying stink.
I touch the grass, smell the scent of the flowers, hear the laughter of the kids
but it all means nothing on this lost ball of significance.
Save me from myself
I ask only my inner friend
who laughs at me trying to pretend.
A world that will one day end
what’s the point in this working for no amend?
One day it will be all gone
I won’t be able to look back and think of this numbed pain
a reason I shan’t gain.
Free from this prison, a world ruled by greedy men.