Sacks of breathing cells and tissues
Poisoned thoughts dragging souls into the void
Vomiting emptiness,
smeared in black patches of nothingness-
torn and bleeding.
Coerced into existence,
another beast made to create more demons
running around the fire
burning, burning, burning!
Circle after futile circle,
floating around a speck of dust
Breath after dying breath,
polluting the once-fresh gust
Unrelenting routine,
fighting to satisfy hunger and lust
Bribing oneself with costly baubles
to escape the fear and the disgust
Spawning to overflow the decaying jar,
Charging into battle without finding any meaning
Withering into a breathing carcass
helpless, ugly and reeking
A weary machine, tired of running
Dead eyes, waiting for the final handful of dirt
to rid the burden,
to return home
the end of a disease, so absurd.
Copyrights © Senali Perera 2015
Blood and Sunrays 