None could predict the madness living in a childhood nightmare
would become reality. Not for us anyway. We could not imagine it might
become our story. Monsters aren’t supposed to dwell in our closets or under the bed
but sometimes they do, disguised in the apathetic dressing of those who proclaim loyalty.
That’s the most difficult part, being brave: having the courage to feel
while the world turns a blind eye.
Crashing dreams as death
living against shattered hope
today wanes, alone
Alone, today wanes
hope shattered against living
death as dreams, crashing