THIS PLACE

 here I am in this place where hearts are meant to break where love is conditioned to hate where relationships are built just to crumble where we cast our pearls to swine no beauty left in this place because we've taken it away the only peace is forgetting what we've become while every vision of shattered glass reflects our broken souls we're forced to face ourselves staring into our own blank eyes finding only crushing memories of bright eyed children full of hopes and dreams given empty cups with the promise that our thirst will be quenched instead finding a desert losing our innocence in this place where it's given to be lost where we wake just to get back to sleep where hearts are meant to break love is conditioned to hate relationships are built just to crumble and we cast our pearls to swine nothing left to run from when we become the evil we hate numb to death from stabbing our souls in this place