At the Apogee

I have never been so far away from this blue-green jailhouse there's not air connecting life or to leave my fire on

I'm eclipsing where I'm from everyone's in dark night

a shadow in the shape of man over endless childhood's land

why am I still alive

it's more than I deserve or want

or need

and as the mists begin to form and roll in from twilight

I turn to face the boiling sun and offer her my eyesight

why am I still alive

it's more than I deserve or want

or need

from pillar to post I drift and wail as the earth crescents

and years melt memories of me like the oceans seep away

the incessant turning of the orbs and the flares, they guide me

black matter drowns me in this void as the silence lingers on and on...

why am I still alive

it's more than I deserve or want

or need