Malnutrition

Please Dance in my cuts as you sow into healing. Never knowing one's true purpose ... or can see the future so clearly! Loveless one foot before the other forward progression! Footsteps and time clocks tick .... tick .... tock ... Seconds count footsteps the noise keeps me drunk. Unnerving. The cold bites and iaches. The world seems to have swallowed me whole And is now searching for my thanks. Empty pockets pennyless. with no quarter for your thoughts. Please, make this life make sense. Repent ... Release ... Repeat Don't even have to speak Alas The needle in such a haystak as blue bites everyone but me .