prophecies of a non-believer

you may want to thrash my heart if remain still
so i step beyond the state that drags me on
there i stand, pinch my eyes on steps we are to follow
there i crawl steps that by all means had to be ran

might i not keep up with the habits of human nature
fall out of haunting school corridors fall into seizure
then they capture a mind i cherished since 19something
and then being locked up is all a world like this has to bring


not tomorrow, not yet, i can't forget, not yet
say my prayer, pretend that all you do for me is care
not this week, not this year, in contrast i seem built to last
confess and forgive, pretend it's you i will outlive


i freeze for a minute on the fire that has burnt out cold
i try and move, i try to, hang on to none of the words i told
the option to care is too easy to forget and burn down
even with my chances taken, forever to be forsaken

but i care about the loss as i breath an air too bitter
as i smile the broken mirror and inhale the rotten perfume
life after death takes a home inside a breathing body
and so reflects my skin on this entity, earth's calling nobody

...at least nobody human