livin in mendacity. .
every finger pointed at me. . .
all i want is just to
v a n i s h . .
ever not so fortified heart, i find insufferable. . .

many will be exultant, if i abscond. . .
every single soul. . .

am i just being perverse?
leavin' will be an effortless way out. . .
only a hint of recollection is all i hold dear to me. . .
never will i turn back. . .
e v e r . . .

evilness lie in wait. . .
v i l e  l e x i s . . .
exists within the body of the one i love. . .
rusts of childhood memoirs. . .
youth ensnared. . .
to be in peter pan's pants
he settled in one. . .
insensitiveness consumes his
numb heart. . .
gullible, yet able. . .

i long to
save and cradle his ambivalent self. . .

juggling a schema
useless for a longing heart of mine. . .
s i l e n c e . . .
tomorrow is yet another misfortune. . .

alas, i'm left with a heart to salvage. .

living in torment
is not an option. . .
ease me up. . .