Lost Soul

                                                                    

                                                                    

                                                                    

                                            

My soul's lost

Like an enigmatic nexus incognito

Ruling my world in barricades

To have my self vetoed

Or it's the masochism of my being

And my heart's pounding hard

Sensing indefatigably

The chafing of every goose bump

Or heart beat's momentary slump

When passions fill

Insignificant rills

Down the face

From eye to chin

Permeating in wet jets of beady sets

Or streaming riots in total unrest.