Mass congregate isolation
Watching from behind the webs of my mind
Twist sinew to fit the cast
Learn how to cope
Never let the pain of these nails disrupt me
Seen in the wind
Identify symptoms
Sabotage patterns
Ash settling debts in sickened dust
Breathe
Suffocate
Clean yourself until infection sets in
Bleed, clot, pull the scab
The constant stumbling eyes lead an oft balanced body
Push paint cornered people away
Build yourself up in the sadness
Repulsed at the thought of attaining happiness
What can I do to close my third eye
Act to your words
Dig in your flesh with the backs of knives until you strike oil
Say my name like a curse
Clean up the mess
Cherish the pain
Trapped in the freedom of the populace