SomberedBay

Dear black raven that 
Engraves in the gold cage
For here at 5:56 AM
On this Earthly hour of "time"
Your beady eyes; the betterment
Of this life
Yet to be touched by my litigation
Of this life

I've got a lock-pick of mine
Your gilded cage that upholds to defeat time
Must be declined
A mechanical life that constricts time
For that withholds mine 
And just to describe the mechanical life
Nuerological stimulation sets me
I wake, set foot on a wooden screetch
Saunter into the realm of where the gilded cage lays
And there sets the gravity of where death stares at me
Taunting inclination of giving way;
Your beady eyes
Whether to seperate vacancy between
I and the deathly devised 
Is for not without answer,
But question 
"Is the mechanical life worthy
Of an eternity of death?"
Words not to release
I mechanically step towards the black raven of death
Breathing comes; merely end to cease
Breached barricade of gold 
Oh dear black raven,
Be afraid, you've taunted my ligitation
Of this life
Feathery cover held in the palm
Of this life
Sorry black raven, you must go
Palms of mine, enclose
Sorry black raven, you must go
And those beady eyes go unknown
A corpse to release from the palm
Of this life
I've got the death of eternity in mine
Gravity where death stares at me; gone
The gears that turned my mechanical life; out of line
Walking imitation
Of this life
For that I carry the death of eternity