Pain Inflicted by self
There is no fortune
There is no wealth
As there was greed
To obtain nothing
Blinded to see
What will never be
Or even there
Seeing is believing
But was it always clear
Seeing an appearance
Only for it to disappear
In time
With no space
Without a trace
Of being real
Can’t control emotions
It’s the way that you feel
Unable to deal
Not knowing what is real
Knowing you can see
Is it all that will be
Expressing a word
A phrase
Telling a story
From your mouth
In which it came
Falling like rain
Descending to part
Falling from a place
Which is were
We start