Find your love closer to home, fragile boned I walk alone.
Tears shatter what I have known as nothing ever mattered.
I ramble broken paths of mold casts to appear as what I am not.
Little fragments buried deep, but I, lost within thoughts that aren't mine.
Fearing most what I have hidden from myself.
They must fear it too.
Their thoughts unspoken poisons pump blood filled veins, but immune to the truth we prefer the lies. We lie mindmade truths manmade beliefs, to spare us , scare us of the evil within us all.
-Artist on the Edge