Have u ever been left for dead in the middle of life. Abandoned n Deserted. Thrown back into the world confused with nowhere to hide. Embarresed as Ashamed. Changed by the hands of an other that's tossed ur worth to the side. Avoided by bein Ignored. Jus standin alone in between the comin n goin of drawn out time. Frustratin the Hurt. Beyond words that could never express the betrayal of trust turnin to the away waltz smilin as the head spins into the opposin direction of an unheard why. Solo in the still of Motionless. Dying on an emotional level it'll take yrs to repair the damage hung about on display wrapped up in the uselessness of lies. Spoken n Flung. Tasted as if ones own words reshape the mouths form mutterin in closed caption to the movement of lips that dont line up to the syllables cuttin a slit in the mind. Confusin the muted Silence. Tryin to figure out WTF jus happened to a friendship at the tips of gravity flyin as paired as one in n outta sight. Torn Beaten n Shattered. Broken in half by negligence n childish selfishness that coulda simply said, hey, this isn't my flight. Fallen into the sense of Lost. Retractin every passionate gesture ever made as if they weren't meant to be heard for the sake of forgotten sighs. Weezing n Weeping. Feelin the empty drain the fulfillment for the hollow to find another source of desire to capture n hold somethin real behind closed blinds. Hidden within Secrets. Stealin moments from the next that will never be repaid for the comfort is only optional til the torcher has ran it's course on a new road without the lines. Carelessly fuckin Animated. Placin the anguish upon someone undeservin of the rebound jus hopin you'd see em standin in a sense of in the way sayin, look no further for it's us day or night. Swayin to be Gratified. Losin the same exact way u did to the one before them that repeated the pattern passed down through u to land on their face as it did urs buried in the pine. Crushed they to are Devastated. Weakened by the attempt to think you'd be different when we're all the fuckin same. Playin the same ol fuckin lame azz no good for nothin games. Unable to notice the treasure of the find.