everybody stops and stares and wonders why. there are silent tears, and you're shaking. but you can't explain it. sitting in a cage, you are at the zoo. you are the zoo. you are in this barred contained and someone cut off the air.
you scream, but there's no noise.
the people take pictures and the children laugh. it's not like the bystanders would understand anyway.
clean wrists. it's refreshing and original.
there is no blood on my hands tonight.
and neither yours, but really. how long is that going to last?
i slammed my car into the median for the thrill. the front end bent with perfection but the seat belt didn't snap the way i wished it would. predictions of flying through windows were off, but we'll make it happen.
i wrote 'i believe in miracles' but i am a convicted and charged liar. or am i.
i would say i make miracles happen, but i'm no god in this sick, twisted dimension you've weaved.
the creator destroys the creations with ease.
thank you for taking me away.
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