Nowhere Man

 

Dreary the sun, drearier the earth                                                           the days seem longer now
as time keeps itself ticking and reminding
of the melancholical force that life has now become

Changes around, changes aground
idols fall down, shattered in the dust
partners in crime become turncoats
bliss turns into nightmare

As you languish in the mire and filth
the green doors open and the slime pours
of envy, of hate
caught in this web of deceit
you turn around to feel the walls
not standing anymore, they disappear into mist
whipping hands clutch at nothingness
as you wander back to your little cubbyhole

You have become a Nowhere Man

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