I'm but a shell of my former beauty,

your words have scarred my temple

and your actions have left my ears ringing.

This silence suffocates the living.

Absence of mind and of body,

or of interest - it's all the same.

Opened the heart that was broken,

leaving it to mend on it's own is not the cure.

Like he sang "I die just to live,

as you all live to die",

every breath of this life unnecessary,

spending free space on thoughts of futures,

uncertainty laced with malevolent doubt.

This one area that seems to lack solution..

The heart wishes to share what the mind has to offer,

Lack of interest in what was taken up in light -

- fade to black in everything but name,

my eloquence withers as expression loses value.

Giving is sharing is receiving attention

and pay attention to this part, my love.

Fractured ideals and lies cover most things

of which I am not one,

but prejudice and indifference poison the mind.

They've marked my reputation, not damaged.

I'm shaken but nothing rattles forever.

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