Still

Property taken
bearing confort unwanted
shreads of cloth hold us
ignoring the true longing
one who does not exist
one who hides
desire till fire extinguishes
acustumed to touch
numb to feeling
we crave the invisible, non existant

we pretend to forget pain
but we ignore its waiting its still
perpetuos
bodies wont do, you wont do
will it vanish, are we damned forever?
we must absent us from pain...
waht a temporary drug...