Glass Egg

[CommieBastard]

Here i am in my abstract world,
pain rebounded in on me,
inward looking ever i search,
but never i find that for which i look,
because the false with the world i mistook.

Now the Glass Egg shatters,
shards fly in all directions,
out into the sky,
and onto me, slitting my wrists,
in my death no effort wasted,
in my birth no life tasted.

and now i turn and look upon the world,
i take at first a peek,
and then upon its bloody glory i stare,
i look at cars flying by,
planes flying into the sky.

But all i ever see is the dirt,
the dust that clings to me and air,
great clumps of smoke fill my lungs,
hard to breath in this polluted earth,
in which i now search for birth.

In the end i no longer look,
but instead turn to a new reality,
no more have i the abstract,
and opt from the real shall i,
now i turn to the drinking world,
of spirits, beers and wines.

I live now in a world of piss and puke,
never i suffer any rebuke,
for i live in the world i created,
my thirst is now forever sated,
for i found that for which i looked,
in this world which god fucked,
i find now what i miss,
in a puddle of my own piss.