Will no words suffice? Such sarcastic silence, seeking release, peace. I surrender. A criminal offender, Petty pretender Reckless dissenter with no center. Vent, but the dents stay, playing With heart, soul, and mind. Why can't I find a way to fly Away. Thoughts disperse, replaced by questions; Where am I? What time is it? What the fuck is wrong with me? Hazy, spinning, my world raves. I crave reckless self-destruction, Self-reduction, deduction of years. Apathetic. Induction of trauma, simple instructions, Met by overwhelming obstructions, Effervescent fluxions distort the reproduction. Willpower falls from hands like sand, Life is unplanned, second hand, Pointing fingers and eyes always misunderstand Too numb to give a damn, How can one expect us to withstand? How can I make anyone fucking understand? I feel so tired, undesired, and uninspired Such surreal disconnection, I am pristine imperfection A wasting complexion, healing, pointless resurrection This infection of dejection, like an injection Of slowly dying affection as I drink rejection. Worthless, I just want to avoid all detection. This self-destructive story never had direction.