The
mirror breaks
All the little pieces falling shat
ter
Shards of me too sharp to put back
together
Too small to matter but
big enough to cut me
I bleed, I bleed
I breathe no more
Love on my hands
Blood on my lips
This redemption is forced to resist
Purpose of existence
Making much sense
Other examples of affection
in unrest
Beautiful irony of mismatched
enemies
Broken down words of apathy
Restless tired eyes,
so don't make me try
Forcing respect from this sunken pride
Sense of dir ection
Front page murder rate
Oblivious to common sense
over dead subjects
These disowned wings soar
on flames
Tradition of a father's wish
falls in shame
Never count your losses while
adopting this bitter rage
Rewritten story of past events
Attaining breath within sickness
Another reminder around your finger
Lessons taught in lies
Bringing a smart man's death
Telling a truth to your face was a task of this self
shame
Trial, the last man standing
Savior, to retain this
soul from the noose
Escape the judgement for this abuse
Exposed,
speech of a modest tone
Scar, false actions
of a simple habit
Adapting to this bitter touch
Ex tinction of a family name
The present buries
the past
A half ass equation emphasizing fail
ure from cold dead hands
Nervous habit on the
brink of haste
How po etic are your
contradicting ways
Donor to these failures
Simple way for you to overcome
Ignored, overlooked
Less and less
The bitter end of all your fake regrets
Jaded eyes of the deaf
Crawling in my skin this taste for sin
Small and self involved
Looking down your throat
Reuse of excuse,
in so many words you lose
Blind sided,
face the facts, a thought for you
King of the black hearts playing
all the odds
An apology, only swapping words
Finally got some guts
A non- sexual crush for
all this tainted lust
Loss of all regret,
this idea to accept
Do you ever stop listening to
just yourself?
Echo of mistakes
that you would like to forget
Unaware lips that drag things
to the silent end
Hanging yourself with words of a
finaly phrase
A burial of elegy within
Silent motion for the in sane
This cold hall
Con fined black walls
Dead
sub ject for this dia lect
Get over the fact,
no one cares after death
Isolating this fear,
seizing life again
Despair and the gun it holds
Tomorrow's broken
promises of redemption
As yesterday's apo logy unfolds
Fighting words that stand alone
Three strikes,
leave this vengeance behind
Leave the unforgiving
outrage for the past
Reaching for the dead sky
Flight of the dragonfly
Swallowing the butterfly
Your last kiss good- bye