Why is it that
when you are confused,
It is the blind
thought
of someone else making it
and not
you.
The chilling sharpness of
being the only
one

to be
undone.

I would give a lung,
to the amount of
breath I have
heaved
at the people that
cannot
see.

I can
only
breathe half-
hearted-
-ly.

Through a days
worth of
words
that are dryer
than
the minds of man.

Just
because of the
value
I hold
in my hands.

Creativity
is dead
money
is alive.

Do not be
deceived
by the
lies.

Eyes
see
what you want it to.

Mind
sees
breathes
hears
truth.

Truth
scares
sin.

And that is why.
Truth.

scares
man.