Facing the Facts

These eyes

Driven
down
ward

Heavy with burden
and visions of hopelessness


These ears

Filled with condescending voices
muffled heartbeats, and the
echoing screams of

"a hollow [ ] child"


This nose

Filled with the scent of
despair
mingled with stale cigarettes
and ¢heap bourbon


This mouth

Dry from a lack of communication
bitter with the taste of
failure


A face of guilt
shame
grief
pain

...and death