my showers are getting colder,
my ribs have all been broke,
and this hell I call a home is going down in smoke.
my breaths are getting sharper and they each puncture my lungs,
I've now seen the evil that lives in everyone.
a killer with charm, brutality,
and a sickening grin.
a broken thing that lies very, very, deep within.
a rotting grudge underneath us that our smiles cannot hide.
a partially hidden pitfall
beyond our vanity and pride.

The world has cascaded;
Skies,
Have dispersed.
The wind has ferried
Our souls,
Wide
And distant,
But,
Fear not,
My dear;
For you are
Infinite.