Locked lips and silent screams
Quiet whispers as you walk past
A freak of nature, a mistake,
Limbs burn and ashes fall.
Shouts echo all words unheard
Everyone asks no one listens
Truth would scare them
Fake smiles, forced laughs.
Painted picture with no colours
Nothing exists, silence unknown,
My soul on crutches, limping
You watch but do not see.
A burden, loathing in your eyes,
Relieved of me tied into contract
Blinded fools, disposed at your will,
I ache; laugh, say I deserved it.
Wounded being, unfitting everywhere
God weeps at your strangling regime,
Keep me on edge, torture me there
That satisfies you the most.