torture

show me the way

and i'll follow

show me love

and i'll accept it

but show me malice

and all hell will escape

try not to carry all your burdens at once since

the bird builds its nest step by step

and finds itself within his natural habits

but i shout to them to help me find myself

but i am met with plastic smiles and false reassurances

with icing and promises that wring me into

a trance that lets me believe them.

i scrape the inside of my soul to grab a silver

of life to grow and fondle over

but i find nothing.