(0297) static electricity and a dying light

your heart broke into pieces the only way it could.
echoes of frustration from sounds that no one understood.
a vaccuum of plans now closed off to make room for an undiscovered fate.
faulty plans dashed in the realization that you can't ignore what has now changed.
another day of empty; another reflection of what never came to be.
but the only thing that matters is if you can honestly say you feel free.
crossed off things without purpose because it has to be the only way to live.
purpose is a faceless result of all the drugs we never did.
a lifetime lapsed of comedy and pretentious melodies,
surrounded by culture devoid of decent personalities.

the television is broadcasting mindlessness.
you can't hear the truth because it doesn't exist.
we don't know where comfort lies.. in between the exit signs that make you dream.
flickering in the shadow of futility.
do you risk losing your mind or your dignity?
i'm walking around again; aimless as i pretend i'm what i'm not.

don't expect nothing for cheap. this is not the way it was going to be.
the pieces aren't aligned, and they make me feel unclean.

first encounters have no bearings on what reality has distracted from, but bits and fragments are all we hope to have.

pause for pictures and slice a vein.

open up the fridge for evidence, but all that dust is clogging up the vents.

static electricity and a dying light.