A cruel statement.
The viral chill
It wrenches my heart
As it burns me with guilt
Nothing needs to be said
Only ignorance that has to be done
As I gazed into your hollowed eyes
It grinds me up to a particle of a dime.

I embrace nothingness.
All that is real is to remain undone.
This gift of life that was grasp so tightly
has become only rare and unsightly.
A frolicking grave that seemingly awaits
helps to prolong distaste and suffering.
Signs of liberation, maybe glimmer of hope?
The only one is where I stand and choke.
Choke on creations by none better than himself
Shed the tear you fucking queer and embrace its' scorn.


So now to choose:
To give in and give up
Or
Stick around around for the ride.
I can't decide really.
Everything is just cold and dairy.
By abstain from my every breath
Have I come to realize that theres' nothing left?

Has my gift shunned away from me?
Or have I already discarded it .
I cannot tell, or maybe you can?

Reflections@1:44 PM