is it written on my face, it's turned upside down
How does it look like right here
You misconstrue what I mean
How does it make you think another story
You would not ask what's wrong
But make it seem all about you
How does it not matter to you
That there is some reason for sadness
Why does your heart not listen
This instance is like one of many

You decided to ruin my Saturday
Coming prepared but giving nothing
You are always out to find reason
Like I am here to commit treason
How does it not make you see
That you have shattered everything in me
You and your wish for hard decision
It's immensely useless, your mind panics
And you would send a bullet my way
**** me with your sharpest tongue.

Ice-hard, cold, yet I endure,
The tales of old city folks
they capture the essence of the place
For the world's embrace I yearn.
Bed beckons, but I resist,
For in the world, my spirit persists

In shadows, I stumble, a wounded soul,
Dragging my leg, a painful toll.
Confusion reigns, thoughts intertwine,
A world of chaos, a mind unkind.

Fragments of truth, a shattered scene,
No common ground, no shared keen.
Agreement lost, a distant dream,
In this bleak reality, I softly scream.

We find ourselves in a place we can't be,
We don't have consensus, we can't agree to agree.
Merely our voices lose, lost in the noise
We have no remains in dignity, nothing about poise.

Slowly taking away every piece of me written from this place
My power is limited, but I love the feeling of purge
it will be fresh start, gradually and then all of a sudden
It will be blessing in disguise, a hidden current,
Stilled in backdated history, written words are not immortal.