partner of crime

marked badges of honor lay at the feet

of the victims who never saw their future (or lack there of)

- coming....

Without a trace you left me

sitting here in limbo

with my broken back and weakened knees

I started thinking of possibilities

and the lack of meaning that word holds

- something powerfully able to cripple even me, and critically threaten the hegemony of my inner core and being

Without a trace you left me

and no one is able to hear the sound of

my violent screams begging for just

oh so little of help

and you cannot deny how much I've done, from where I've come, and why

- my ambition could always carry some weight but the lack of creating cervical lines to the masses was the most unfortunate of blunders....

Without a trace you left me

and as ice on pain grates hate on anti-feelings, you crush my hopes, dreams, and tinges of delight

with 5 magically strung together words:

i-will-not-support-you

- I'll remain neutral you said, neutrality is exactly what Ellie spoke about, this much you didn't know, but somehow I expect you to

::being my partner and all

you used to be hope