Dead Aspirations

Words don't come so easily now
They don't fall out from my mouth
Things once sacred and special
Are buried inside this broken house

I used to release my darkest fears
Through words and simple expression
Investing my feelings in phrases
My deepest most hidden confessions

How brutally this ability was ruptured
To no longer provide a release
It's like one day I awoke with anger
With no intention to make it cease

Anguish falls down my cheek bone
As intensified droplets of salt
In the form of denial and hatred
With the guilty thoughts at fault

Well I no longer can take myself
To a world without such impurity
Emotionally raped and detached
And lacking the social maturity

I hate them for turning me bitter
Conniving and restless and small
Breaking me down into pieces
An excuse for a courteous brawl

So I take myself into this darkness
And refuse to ever make way
To the safety that lies at the end
I'm too afraid of what they'd say

Everything I used to know is gone
And I don't know how to retire
I'm stuck here in the in-between
I can't go back, and I can't aspire.