I am no inmate.
These crystal tears are real.
No one to deliver us from starstruck evil,
No one to make us feel.

Dying from the inside first,
It hurts so much to feel
(What can’t be real)
What can’t be helped.

Threats of the darkest kind
Ring through my desensitized mind.
Sanity strays far away.
Why can’t you let me be?

Nothing wrong was done to you,
It’s not my fault this time.
Blamelessness falls on me now
In the midst of this rhyme.

What do I mean to you?
Kin of flesh and blood,
But far from similar in our minds,
In deadly dreams I’ve stood.