Broken Souls

drag me under,
yet I do not want
to take any part,
as if I crawl
away from one corpse,
to be pulled by another.

are your lives so miserable
you can't stand but to suffocate me
under your carpet?

Digging my grave,
yet you do not end
your work,I'm not dead
as if you give
the shovel you used
to my astral name

Fuck it all,I'm leaving words
memorable even to you;the deaf,
the blind,the stupid.

I begin to think
it is more then saving energy
I should begin to act
as I say I am,leaving
you all,and a fact.
learn from broken souls
and souls of children