Lying still, bleeding out on the wooden floor
Satisfied and quite excited as the sickness is no more
The tormenting waves of the river, bashes me no more
As we inch closer and closer to the darkened shore
Thank all the heavens, I'm no longer life's whore
I have left all sorrow and those rotten to the core
No longer will I feel any pain and sorrow
I paid my toll to the boat man, to my home forever more
I paid my toll of two coins for the service I implore
I take this ride across the river and the world, ignore
A world full of thieves and to kill they outpour
A world i so loved and now leave to return never more
And as journey is ending, my absurdity into smiling
As I rejoice in not existing, lying bleeding on the floor
All the works stolen, all my grief not spoken
my spirit they have broken and my beauty they ignore
But all that now matters not, I know I have done a lot
But not recognition I got as we got closer to the shore
I am no longer, life's whore, pain and sorrow I feel no more
As i lie dying on the floor
-Orville "chubby" Basas
