Why Is It That We Open

Our Flesh Based Statue To

Minds That Easily Forget?

I Remain Torn From The Hand

That I Would Have Placed On My Inviting Face

We Sacrifice What Brought Us Down

To Indulge In The Unknown

When You Meant That Much To Me

So Did The Words That Were

Released From Your Lips

But You Weren't There

So I'll Pride Myself In Knowing

Your False Proclamation

As I Build This Wall Once Again

What Is Left?

The Fragments Coated In Sorrow

An Acknowledged Entrapment

I Am Here To Strike You Down Upon Your Disgust

I Will Marvel In The Glorified Defeat