a fragmented generation lost in images waken to the ruminative of the night before,
dronish lives , labored breaths surround the mind , morality takes a backseat
dawn sets to a forced stupor, rambled confessions of desperate emotions
equivocal thoughts torn in ambivalence of reason and feelings

death inevitable of the mortal coil, cowed life is ensured in stead
whereupon shall I rest my soul, for it flutters in the salted winds
lost in thought of numb nothingness, watching exalted emotions , profuse confessions , broken lives, desperate privacy fade to black

trampled is the mind, assaulted even
lascivious images blaze reality, temptations abound
in a wonton breeze we sigh in despair to the shaded lies
accepted truths for comfort vies

lost, in search is my overwhelmed soul …..