Felt up and left in obscurity Beat down with lack of maturity Can’t realize your behind the lines Faded and diseased from life’s crimes “Kill me” you yell to the empty night sky Why can’t you take my pointless life Leave me like you always did so well Alone and crying, left to dwell “Save me” you yell to the mirror in front of you What can you do to not have the judgement of a fool Moral canopy left dry from lack of paint Mind fragile and easy to taint “I don’t want to die” you yell as death...

One query and seven thoughts at once 0- Desperate decisions made so forcefully Who will appreciate the lives given up? Will we be forgotten so soon? Are we thinking too deep in shallow water? 1- Retched hands of butchery is where we find peace. Diseased, plagued and left to writhe 2- Feel the fever as it grips you internally. Insanity lurks not just in the back of my mind. It’s beyond searching, it’s gnawing at me. Taking every step and making them incoherent. 3- Drowning in your self-procla...