a silencer on my scream
my song implodes
I see I'm still alive
grief...redemption for the mind
curse for the body.
a senseless breath, not taken,
but given as a gift
no acceptance no attention
demand,accomplished lack of lust or love,
knives im my back and heart.
soulless-
torn-
sickened by the general,
frightened by the common,
armored and still unshielded,
aborted
after
life,
true flow .. false halt!
