Eradication

A lazy wind, a gusty blow
Feels a little low, an unwary sun 
It feels none but a little low.
Hatred is misery, so are we
A product of punishments
A lost soul in melancholy 
A world but no treasury, 

Rolling stones and dragging bones
It is just so low and then there is nothing below.
See you there in a time that wont exist.
See you in a beautiful bridge.

I am not here, not just right here
I am somewhere, where I don't feel home.