What is This World?

Quenching my ancient thirsts
So you know? Oh..
Thats how it works.
Used to write lines of purpose
Now pushed past skins surface

Am I doing a service?
Outside the kingdom of thieves
Wondering motive and means
After all said and done
There isn't much to be seen

Is this kingdom deserved?
I just swerve and I bevel
Rebel and revel trying to state
The unknown
Well I'm pelted with rain
outside this once known home

Its a vivid causation, broad catastrophe
Instilled, Invert, stiring laughs in me
A pity, a vice, a blessed insight
A willingness scripted during darkness at night
A widdling world, a reason to write
An epologue speaking on whats sought to know
This world I perceive, what it asks of my soul..

Conclusions on currents that alter the mood
An altitude brisk and a bright attitude
Maybe tomorrow Ill poke out my head
Till then Ill find respite while dreaming in bed