eleven 0 one

ugly in my depiction
perception blind eyes
racking my intellectualism
leaving it out to dry
kill this old beast
drag his corpse away
bury his heart
out in the woods
where no on goes
where no one cares
natural expiration
the entire earth
wrapped up in rhythm
caught in the spokes
progress regression
dragging me home
if i had all i could get
i'd throw it all away
ruin the best thing
that i'll ever know
the only thing that cares
i couldn't say why
or who or why not
burning intuition
guilty in design
predator parasite host
stand waiting in your line
pay the price of life
it's not in when you die
it's not in when you live
it happens when you sleep
when subconscious oversees
when nothing means the world
when everything makes you weep
silent in the screaming
words fall short
define the new meaning
when things fall apart
this animal knows more
without speech or expression
without the need for attention
without cause or redemption
digging up old graves
in the middle of the night
when the safe ones all sleep
when their truth comes to light
i've never felt more alone
where no one gives a shit
where no one even listens
where nothing matters but mirrors
break my fucking spell
show me what to do
tell me who to be
lead me off the roam
i have nothing in everything i own
it could make all the difference
and all stay the same
broke
ugly
sad
self
never
more