She

I walk the roads endlessly, My wrists and ankles in shackles. I fall down, tired and weak. Kick Get up, you stupid, worthless *****! Bruised and beaten, I slowly climb to my feet. A spear in my side, She lives in her memories, torn at the edges So she drowned herself in rose petals and broken glass, So she could suffer in beautiful elegance. Just trying to cast out the demons Just trying to cast new people for the parts Of this play, she's just playing Acting Because it’s so much easier to smile Than to explain those dreaded tears Falling off her face She falls. (Fails) And withers once more, A tumbleweed Such a ... faded thought. Lost in translation. She’s a patient without her medications Calling home in the middle of the night To say she hated you.