Growl

Let's strike a bargain

I'll switch souls with the dead

So they might have my body

And walk beside you instead

Maybe then you'll see reason

When you hear the praises they said

Maybe they can lead you

To that paradise in your head

So let's strike a bargain

My life for that of someone you love

So that they may comfort you

Give you the love and acknowledgement you so want

Maybe then I'd have a reason

And a purpose might come my way

And I might be able to add something positive

To the life that you lay.

Nomad Thoughts

I'm just a host for these thoughts and feelings

Fighting to burst through, to survive

To finally breathe in air of their own

Held back by the essence that is me

Finding their dreams still remain unreal

And deep inside they continue to rebel against me

Cooking up a storm, so they can finally be rid of me

They don't see me as human

I'm a just a mechanism, a machine

Utterly useless to their loved ones

And to those they find feelings for

Thoughts and reason have no need of me

They watch and listen as I stand by

Everyone around me has a problem and need

But I can't satisfy them

Neither can I do anything

Helpless as a man

Weak as a machine

My thoughts have finally questioned

The reason and need for me