don't you ever.

[maxattacks]

and we're all lost.
and we're all broken
and we're all war-torn.
and tear stained
and bloody kneed
and underloved
and overindulgent
and we aren't going to be okay
we aren't anything
but what we fantasize ourselves to be
and even then
we're only a dreamer's blurred vision...
dishonest.
the unfinished and incompleted
half decaying
in prayer position
a whimpering sigh
a great inconvenience
and painful
we trudge on
in drudgery
and in toil
and so lost.
oh my, how we are lost.

desperate, dissipate, dreadful--