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