Spectre
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2008

I thought I was innocent
Yet I am being punished
It starts and it finished
All dreams diminished

I thought I had memories
Yet everything was damaged
It finished where it started
All hopes have departed

They tear the world apart
Severe my soul and heart
Retrace the lines we lay
They go back to the start

And fuse the lose ends
Chose whos deus bends
Make your own delisions
Life is their intrusion

Can't find the solution?
Then join me in the search
Across the universe
On branches we perch

Like crows, craving the red souls and more
The life that we yearn for.