You, in the center of the room,
with eyes looking away from you,
You crawl on your hands and knees,
begging for mercy to cure your disease.
But they just walk away,
like you don't even exist today,
Cover your eyes, dear, and just fade out,
because their hearts are black and in a drought.
No rain falls upon your face,
so escape into your forbidden place,
Only one person can make the difference,
but they are also hidden from reality's sense.
Just wasted time and space,
driven out by the lords of the rat race,
To survive in an empty bucket of frigid water,
or choose to drown in the fake consolation slaughter...