Look away,
I cannot see,
Your faces anymore,

I cannot think,
Nor hear the cries,
In through my deaf ears,

I don't have the answers,
My mind is riddled,
My body, weak,

I cannot be responsible,
For any action,
That denied my creation,

A fool I am,
I must admit,
Thrice the charm,

This is it, this is home,
There is no end,
To this tragic flow.