Plunging into veins to dull the sickness. Flowing from the burial ground of inertia. I don’t care. I can’t care. Shrouded under veils I built from self contempt. Give a nod to earthly cares and slip away. All by myself, I found a way out. Cruel life; disconnected and alone, compels escape. Seeking our comfort from broken ends. Without love; look for a way to distract these damaged minds. Cruel life; despair suffocating our cries. Plugged into a screen to find my purpose. Unable to manifest interaction. Barrier to human care. Hidden behind walls that no finger could touch, false connection selling short our true reason. All by ourselves, losing direction. We’ve grown apart and lost a sense of ourselves. Replaced with foreign entities. The chemicals manufactured to be defected congruency. Cruel life; disconnected and alone. These fractured forms of sympathy. Fools eyes searching for remnants of home are looking for a swift release. I know the pain of the chase like the back of my own hand. A hollow hole in a place that oceans of guilt could fill. I looked myself in the face; a stranger stared back at me. I’ve lived a life of escape from feelings I tried to kill. But every tunnel has been graced with a light; every warmth had its chill. You aren’t bound to the promise you made to yourself. Forgive the folly of being human.