Wednesday, December 12, 2012

does it really matter in the end?

cacophonous sounds fill the air
as my 3 strikes rule is quickly used
up go my hands when i get the busy
signal after signal is sent to me but i am too oblivious to
notice after notice is sent to my conscious but i cant grasp the
severity of my crimes is enough for the jury to not
hang myself as i tie the noose sitting invisible in the corner of social
interactions between myself and me never turn out
right between the crosshairs there is a child that looks so
familiar to this situation i bite my lip and hold back the tears because i am
weak is how she views me if i am kind to
her hair is gorgeous and i hope to see it
soon very soon i will be going
home is where the heart
is it really all worth it

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