pained

pain ripples through

whistles right by my door

and i cringe at the thought

of going through this once more

silenced by nothings

in and out of my head

i turned these day dreams off,

you told me they were dead

but alas they've returned

from their crypt

and you've sold out on your promise

an investment i could ill afford at the time

Enron seems mild compared to this crime

And you've taken what's mine,

fodder for your text

invested my capacities

and now we're fighting neck'n'neck

the only thing you didn't counter

was my vision of what's next

just cause i didn't share

didn't mean it wasn't there

and you've fallen

oops, not yet.

.die screaming, fast, awake

not yet, you'll remember silently.