So outrageous it's courageous

Purgatory iron bars reflecting
drip drying blood in the sun
of lost dreams
lost desires
empty thoughts
swaying in my wind for ears
cheers from the birds
they heard my footsteps
creeping up on love
praying to the above
oh have forgiveness on my sins
my will is your will
i am yours
yet silence crept around faster
smoothered in plaster
breaking at the sound of rain
chained to these bars
these iron death decaying
once betraying
illusionary, monetary bars.

Flash the gold,
blow the blessing
No secret to hide
in my unwashed dressing
of moment grabbing garmets
that caress invisible pain
that suggest I am insane
but yet in fact just remotley obsecure
to lure in false tendancies
to allure, to cure
to use hands that heal
steal steal steal
fatal energy 
beautiful electricity
of this avant garde
remorse
i feel for
not feeling
anything
anymore.