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The Puzzle

Not so much desperate, may be even delusional
Hard to find sleep even when awake
Does vacancy beckon or is it just comfortable
Should he be afraid when he is not
Or upset that he is not yet gallant
Ravage all that is imperfect, nothing would remain
Burn the coffee table, find the missing piece
Maybe cut a new, mash it down, make it aces
Hang it. Nailed to the wall like a piece of artwork
Throw a tantrum when no one admires it
That should have convinced them
Who really cares anyway, unconscious
Distorted worlds reflect what must be
Pine for the decoder, show what cannot be seen
Wanted: navigator, zealot, decider
Make me a believer; I dare you
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