Emptiness resides, though blinding my eyes as yet another day passes in the wake
Of a reoccurring past, that continues to last, as projected feelings continue to procrastinate
Escaping through the trap door, as thoughts pin one to the floor, can only get you stuck in the sky
Trapping self within, with no hope of escaping, for I couldn’t see through your disguise

Smiles can be conjured, when puppets have lured, and reeled vessels into their grasp
Though the same can be taken, as they make those vessels weaken, which can not be repaired with a cast
Illusions of future, stolen by a poacher, as they work their way effortlessly into ones heart and mind
Leaving one distraught, they all should be shot, for leaving a hearts pieces…. impossible to find

Brought in this world for your amusement, all this seems so insignificant, to you as you play your little game
And now here I sit, not giving a ****, and have no one but my blindness to assess any blame
As you walk free, without out feeling guilty, for what you have done to all those you’ve encountered
Without looking back, already planned your next attack, already one step ahead of the next heart you will splinter