My Soul Doesn't Shine

In the darkness, my soul doesn't shine
unsociable Goth, complicated chameleon
a rebel of unconventional norms
listening

awakening to your nightmares
your mind is a corpse
and a world full of lies
drowning

lonely is your Harley
as you shine the chrome
while eating Cheetos
whining

your eyes are closed to the truth
because life is excruciating
in your manmade shade
screaming

but I don't genuflect
to Jack Daniels
fearing damnation
as I live the moment asking...

where has all the lime gone
covering my shade
now watching you rot
your mind is a corpse