Feeling Bad

I am in a battle where shouldn't be.
And I am living by being disconnected from live.
In a hell of doom which my mother created.
In a heaven of lost which my enemies complicated.
Do I agree to keep on going against the waterfall
Which never covers me from flames? I'm burning.
My deal is my air, but it so poisoned and smoked
By this reality of unfairness that woods turns to stones.
And no strong person around here who I can drink
To continue me airiness journey to another space,
To protect myself from the dark oil which steals
My glory, and fame, and name. Not a human!
An empty plastic bottle with a history of shame!
A solar system's pain! In a fake gold.
In this particular moment my force enters the fields.
So, say my name! The lost name of mine
Which must be spoken forever again.
And I will stand without destroying this little world.
And I will fix it as was promised before the end of the play.
Then I will left you all. Yes, I am not forever to be here.
That's my destiny to leave all nothing's kind behind.
My Empire calling me to back Home, to rule once more.
In a woods of stars I'll be create a brand new universe.
Just for fun. More I can't wish. Especially after this boggy one.

26.5.2022