darkfey

Chemical Candy

I wish I
Had somewhere to go,
A bowl to pack,
A line to blow.

A feeling to feel
Or just a thought,
Something to think about,
I know I've forgot.

My want, to want,
- A need to need -
Somewhere a growling;
The beast needs to feed.

My mind is incased
In a ground glass-shard maze.
Twisting and cutting,
I've been lost here for days.

I was told
My youth would be spent.
But my Get-up's been nowhere,
So its left me - it went.

My mood is moot,
Mute button pushed.
The silence is deafening
Meaninglessness understood.