circle of reason

Throw the dice, scratch out your eyes,
Another time luck’s left your side,
The circle of reason, the wind driving your ship,
has been wrecked in a storm of unreasonable sighs.

Are you still waiting for a meaning to find?
Are you still the hopeless scavenger of your past?
Picking up the smooth pieces that draw no blood,
Leaving jagged bits behind.

The future waits with long knives drawn,
A step up brings you five steps down,
And twilight whispers useless wisdom,
That are forgotten in the light of dawn.

A conscience covered up in dirty pillows,
That life loaned you without your wish,
Suffocation takes a different meaning,
When its becomes the way you live.