ENLAVED
{reflection in a door handle.HAir pulled out one bye one.A guiding voice,misleading us.Blackness covers the window. Our hope crushed by good intentions.Can't even close your eyes.Let the sound of technology be comfort to your ears.miscalculated mistakes. Sit at the throne destroying lives.This battle is never ending.Burn your palace and courtyards.The voice of the faceless.And face of discontent. Wait for the clock to hit the hour of destruction.Freedom through our hope.With broken hearts we become one, again. Sell yourself, the bidding has started . Brokenness walks into the room, remebering the paths he has started and the dreams he has killed.Waiting to take me in his arms, With a knife with my name on it. Cloaked with a brand new session.Indulge in emptiness, its our new black shirt. Everyday wearing it on our sleeves, discarded. A meaningless "I LOVE YOU" and a look of wonder. Just now remembering what it is to live with passion}