Lost Sol -

Nerve-webbed energies spurring evolution, choosing and refusing for betterment

of law

Sex split for unbiased preference, putting more at stake to make more intricate

Pushing ever deeper toward what once seemed inexistent, rewarding the triumphs

and punishing the flaws

Collapse and expand, mirroring in hologram to reciprocate creation in the

dreams of the intimate

Given permission to see through those eyes, now I’m a part of everything and

everything’s alive

The highest awareness, the warmest of light from this pulsing softness coursing

with life

The scent so electric I drown its waves, to a soul’s reflection in the contours

of a face

A soul so familiar and fragile it pains, while the peace of our childhoods

links us to every age

The gift, a rite, the most sacred dance, while the voice of a mother blesses

and confirms

A fortune was given beyond wildest chance, then the voice in my mind, «This you do not deserve»

And against all that’s natural, beautiful and right, I wrenched out every

feather of that angel from above

And as I stood the idiot-destroyer of light, the voice came true that warned, «You'll kill everything you love»

This wasn’t supposed to happen, I wasn’t supposed to do this, I wasn’t supposed

to be here, I wasn’t supposed to be this

This wasn’t meant to happen, I wasn’t meant to do this, I wasn’t meant to be

here, I wasn’t meant to be this

This wasn’t supposed to happen, I wasn’t supposed to do this, I wasn’t supposed

to be here, I wasn’t supposed to be this

This wasn’t meant to happen, I wasn’t meant to do this, I wasn’t meant to be

here, and now I don’t exist

These words will fail their meanings, though are either way in vain

They won’t point to something noble, but to dogma for its sake

And as my lower selves have risen, my merit’s further stained

So I make this my denial of everything I’ll say