What a twisted world
where we self-inflict pain
through cuts and bruises
to dull an indescribable ache
unwanted touch
childhood innocence trampled underfoot
houses, not homes
out of love?
or stupidity
shame
guilt
put one away
if it will save the others
under real light
we all could make it
why then is my success
seemed an ode to their failure?
but on the grass across the way
a man nearing his deathbed
riddled with sickness
and holes from his actions
see another light
and turns around what life
he's granted left
once an embarrassment
I loathed him even
now an inspiration for change
what a twisted world
that as my heart breaks
my tears fall
as a love walks away
and I burn to make the finish line
just a bit closer
i know I'll keep going
I know it's not the end.
