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i am the dot on the floor.
covered in black misery. tasting the nothingness within your head.
we are simply parts of a whole. the self is not complete.
we wished it to be so. something dangerous. deadly.

bang, goes the bullet.
the loud noise gives you just a moment to breathe. then it's all over.
simple things. sleep. comfort. we were denied such things.

but perhaps that was for the best. who knows what's going to happen. are you scared?
does it depress you? sitting in a room full of strangers. yet totally alone.
we tug on the threads of your existence. wanting to breathe. silently.

voices cannot penetrate the loneliness that crawls beneath these walls.
and so we are alone. ignored. selfish. people say words.

words you know you've heard a million times before.
what's the difference? do you know what it is?

but judgement does not come without its price.
labelled. called out.
do you know how it hurts when you say it?
it's fleeting. tossed to the ground.
but we can't bite it. erased from existence, still we stand to greet the morning sun.

as if that would then erase all our transgressions.
perhaps I was the foolish one. foolish enough to believe in things like 'dreams' and 'hope.'

look around you?
do you see hope? prosperity? happiness?
point me in the right direction. look for me.
because I am still not free. beneath the trees I wait.
longing for your hand to grasp mine..

~End~

Description
i am the dot on the floor.
covered in black misery. tasting the nothingness within your head.
we are simply parts of a whole. the self is not complete.
we wished it to be so. something dangerous. deadly.

bang, goes the bullet.
the loud noise gives you just a moment to breathe. then it's all over.
simple things. sleep. comfort. we were denied such things.

but perhaps that was for the best. who knows what's going to happen. are you scared?
does it depress you? sitting in a room full of strangers. yet totally alone.
we tug on the threads of your existence. wanting to breathe. silently.

voices cannot penetrate the loneliness that crawls beneath these walls.
and so we are alone. ignored. selfish. people say words.

words you know you've heard a million times before.
what's the difference? do you know what it is?

but judgement does not come without its price.
labelled. called out.
do you know how it hurts when you say it?
it's fleeting. tossed to the ground.
but we can't bite it. erased from existence, still we stand to greet the morning sun.

as if that would then erase all our transgressions.
perhaps I was the foolish one. foolish enough to believe in things like 'dreams' and 'hope.'

look around you?
do you see hope? prosperity? happiness?
point me in the right direction. look for me.
because I am still not free. beneath the trees I wait.
longing for your hand to grasp mine..

~End~