everyone's last-worded breath intensifies when lone confusion breaks into the heart the core is empty, vomited through the strain of disdain
death that no one notices solemn if i fail to speak or wake unnoticed is an understatement
we do not breathe the same air so do not try to understand what i know is truth i am the neglected flowers' last gasp for sun and water drying and dying alone
it's all worthless now see as blatant attempts attention and drama but it's not well-received so why bother, why bother?
just a hopeless gesture to be saved in someone's grace