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And life was a lie, love a sin. And death was the only way out through hallways that smelled like lost souls. The rooms had in them people who screamed your name to soundproof windows. Tears scraped at eyes stitched shut, sleep forever.
They call you what they will but the words that issue from venomous lips say "Failure." You retreat within yourself to the home you knew long ago. Where is your heart? Lost in timeless night you'd rather stay in but hope. Hope. What is that?
Is it the spirit over your left shoulder that only goes to nine? Eight, nine…eight, nine....Could it be the voice that crawls inside of you in the dark, festering when you're not looking? All of a sudden there are two and cold graves feel like familiar places.
Burn burn burn. There's never too much. You can't bleed enough for them cos all they want is your name. They'll take it etched into stones with numbers and false sorrow. They just hate to see you leave with even the smallest piece of yourself.
Different colors mingle together desiring to be noticed by outsiders but begging to go unseen. Invisible black, lustful red, sad, sad blue. Failure, failure, failure in the highest of greens. Can I metaphor? Can their eyes leave me alone so that I can dream without fear?
It's been so long that you don't even remember what you took from them. The ideas sound original to the various species. Twisting turning arms touch the sky to know the truth of your words. Points of origin blend and linger along the lines of how we live. Shot through with the validity of the situation lay streaks of numbness. Quiet undertones of restlessness are smothered by the search for a friend of a friend.
Intrusion. A collision of thoughts race toward the nexus of essence.
Leave now. Never come back. Nothing left to see.
Serenity goes unachieved.