Zero In My Blood

Generate my machines

Sometimes I feel

They've never had life

A zero in my blood

That hides my missing pieces

Deep within his memories

Screams I can touch

But cannot heal

Scars left in place of her

His skin has grown so old

But the solider never dies

Sometimes I feel

He's never had life

This is why we share a nothingness

In view but out of reach

Sometimes we cannot live

With these stains

Our glass so dirty

That none can see through

Sometimes I know we will always be dead

With zero in my blood.

©Littlejoga 12/05/00