I’m halfway
From being whole...

Did you ever forget
That you are who you are...

Nobody sees anybody
Just a blurred version of fate...

I am trapped-but happy
Pleased without a doubt...

Suicidal debates
Life or death decisions...

Although it may be murky
Water rushes by...

Black words
that mean nothing at all...

Their hands are red
From the lives...

Crawling from the depths
Lives this prisoner of mine...

Loosely stitched existence
Too easy to destroy...

The ache in our minds
slowly grows worse...

Cloudy images
of a perfect world...