the clutch of individuality

At the split ends threads worn as emotion lent.
Frayed in a past time partially able to vent.
Muted words unheard express echoes in persons to the third.
Two birds to duck slurs unable to flirt.
On the edge of sanity peekin in on the mirrors vanity.
With the brutality settin free the clutch individuality.
Explanations rise within letters ridin down the backside of the hype.
Released from the lies entanglement enhancin life.
Walls striped to the stud nailed to the structure of luv.
Homeward bound even if dust settles on a nerve hushed.
Raw to the realization weighin down thoughts hypnotized by irritation.
Gone silent by conversations sense of sensation.
Tootles to the grip forsaken to touch the pitter patter of lips.
Holdin in useless frustrations fixed with betrayal within a kiss.
Hear the vibes that never shake opened eyes.
Dried out as winks come alive said to be blind...