Our Warmth, Their Desire

Listen to their agony,
The torture it breeds,
Observe their Depression,
The tears it ceased,
Taste their Mask,
The smile it frauds,
Flavor their Frustration
The anger it confessed,
Only target I,
The solitary individual, whom reigns the vanished
Since, no one gives caution
To
Their Bleeding thoughts
Their Slaying verses,
Their Discharging worlds,
No one notices they’re walking on gore, clasping rotten, nor humming demise
The ashes fall toward your skin,
You’re grin, they will steal,
Your embrace they will prevail,
Your cries they will dismiss,
Our inhumanity they don’t quite admire,
Leaving us in abyss
Our indisputable warmth is what they desire,