Sticks And Shit You Gather

the dark hides the real me,
I am but a shadow
something life casts upon a wall
a nothing

just there
something
sort of
well I am she

who knows me?
do you?
no, you don't
you couldn't

death reigns from the sky
and I absorb it,
why not
it wants me

isn't that what everyone wants
something to want it,
or he or she
or me

complex beings want,
what if I don't
what if simple does it
what if doesn't

kill your parents
or don't
would it kill you if I didn't care
would it destroy you if i did

fuck your questions
I need answers
not from you
from God