deaf eyes seem to watch
the actions of definition
human mockery.
persuasions never made me
feel so sickened.
where`s your action?
spent stabbing aimlessly
at walls with your fists
as apparitions.
they do what they do
because this lonely town
feels like hospital beds,
and you let them.
i`ve broke my hands for
less than this.
there`s nothing left
to justify to you.
with every breath that
i exhale i wonder what it`s
like to feel alive.
maybe it`s only in this light,
but you`re not a victim
no consequence
breeds no conscience.
