The kettle’s on
and you’re still here
and there
Everyday it rains
like in scotland
The never ending story of a child
who’s lost its way
The events
and his present
I, the one who has to remember it all
for the child not to see
The man
and his never ending reign of the brain
The child’s mind
is to never be freed for it still rains
A decade has passed
yet nothing passed
A lingering guilt has engulfed thee
and my desire to be free
I know all things must pass
you want something you never had
An eternal shower
of water that sizzles the peel
The child who weeps
knows no sleep
Peel after peel
to escape the prison of the body
Rejoice
embrace it and be reborn!
The skinned child
has never smiled so wide.