Unknown; for years,
You've set fire to my pyre.
Unaware; I breathed it all in
And now I exhale ashes.
They pile around me. Never ceasing.
Yet, an unquenchable rage burns
deep in my lungs to the bones.
How do I soothe it?
Hopeless,
I raged at the sky
And it rained pain.
To soothe me or to drown me?
Now you accuse me of getting lost.
But, where are you searching for me?
In my melting bones or drifting ashes?
I am dark and scattered.
A sinking ship that's struck by the lightning.
It is hard to recognise me,
But if you must,
Find me before I vanish.
But you will not.
Cause, this is endless.
And you are ever the same.