Torture transaction

The attentive window sits bitter and alone, As vindictive vines of envy become overgrown, Darkened clouds fester, poisoning slowly within, And discordant branches haunt before dreams can begin. Resentful shadows form as the candid clock ticks, Fettered to the rhythm and ready to transfix, Smothered in indifference, deadened in distraction, Trauma for tranquility, torture transaction. Dragged from security as hateful hands clench, And disfugured hopes comfort, discarded in the trench, Tangible laughter mocks as teeth tear sanity, And now, death echos loop, in search of humanity.