Theory Down A Road

[_pill]

Theory down a road
Slanted lies never end
Conceivably; Intangibly
Brooding, cold sheets never bend
So lush along asphalt
So soft among turf
Mobilized from within
Because I have no worth
Rattling bones tremble
Feeling is never fair
Dying foliage becomes a whisper
Suspended stupor lives on air
Why so tainted asked the melody?
Because I'm so heartless when I'm full
Why so sad cried the boy?
Because my skies bear wholesome
Dark empty holes
A tragedy
That starved eyes
Reflect starved souls