FADING

Blue skin
Blue soul
What a foul
So the soul howls
Surfing for something to cling to tenaciously
Or else a flesh will evanesce
Fade and drown into the soil
What a turmoil
I am smiling
I read philosophers
Taught myself pretence
Truly speaking I am bawling
Rolling and wandering here
Browsing for what I possess
May be my palm is void
You are unknown but known
Yes so it is to my flesh
Thoughts and concepts
Trances that prance not
It is too cold
Hold on
Bold your words
Do not me grant and or throw me with swords
Paralysing a Poke
Crushing all its heart 's veins, capillaries and arteries
I am fading
My black colour became royal a colour
Went to sky blue
I won't be white
By then I will be in the air
Blue soul
Blue Poke
Blue inner atom