Forgotten and Forgetting

I’m guarded, conceited,

Twisted and torn.

 

I’m breaking, shaking,

Callous and cold.

 

I tempt and torture,

Desecrate and destroy.

 

I control and press,

Manipulate and master.

 

I’m surrounded, abandoned,

Hated and adored.

 

I’m quiet, amused,

Confident and confused.

 

No wonder no one listens.

The echoes don’t return,

When I tear down

The caves that we once called home.

 

I hate these bleeding hands,

This silver tongue I can’t sell.

The mind who no longer wanders,

And the life I cannot own.

 

I wish upon these stars,

Pray to God and gods,

That I might rebuild,

The castles of glass I destroyed.

 

I’m lost, not found.

Forgotten and forgetting.