Rain falls for delusions of loneliness
Alone in the rain, quietly
Monday morning, a Midwest gloom above
The word on the other
I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of
Curse myself down, decree of perfection
A slave to mirror ugly
Blindfolded only
To hear blank words of crooked smiles
Crawling out of
Go
Broken my promise of righteousness
Condemned for your beauty of silence
To