The Sailor of Sorrows!!

an abstract experience...

The cold ground kisses the bruised skin and penetrates with the piercing sting
Into the anemic blood and dry,misty head...
Graceful to ears but painful with tears_
I wanna cry like I have never cried before,
To quench the pain
Earned of the waiting life,
Life is such a drag.

I wish I could end my life with a cold spoon of affection and love,
Earnest love without vanities and abuse,
And run;
Away from the abuse of power
Away from the abuse of honesty
Away from the abuse of love
Toward an eternity
Open to the sailor of sorrow
And desires, unwanted-
Buddha was right!

Under the dim glow and the creaking wind
I lay down with movable tears and deaf ears:
I must wake up
It's getting late!