Flotation - Experience

Nothing in this world means more to a dying man,
Than someone who can save his ability, to keep breathing,
And when that pleasure becomes a curse,
You really know that she really hates you a lot.

Finding meaning in our lives, is sure tough,
Much tougher is to accept the fact that life can be simple, Only that
we keep thinking it's a complex paradox.
We rely on emotions, we rely on the beast to take care of us,
But hell ya, the feeling lingers, we get what we don't respect, we
loose what we really deserve.

Life is a simple rule, loose ya self in something or get lost forever,
Darker than your feelings is my past, But I still love this feeling,
Forgiveness? Why? You have not sinned, Never,
Loving you is in loosing you, is using me, is in ya sense, my greatest experience.

I will come by you when you need me, when need be, call me,
My phones never out, my mail space never runs out, every disaster come
to my Fallout.
I will be alone there, all alone, usually, totally, completely,
And all that you will find there, is that lovely thing you left
behind....Your Experience.