Visions - Abnormality

A mind ignored in swollen form and without fear

Today I show my face and whispers turn to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

Conforming to rejection, and it’s coexisting pain

Until abnormal is routine

And it’s routine to tolerate

The scars are embedded, lost in translation

Spoken too softly, or maybe you didn’t hear me

Carved in reflection, the beast in the beauty

Loathing and glistening, or maybe you weren’t listening

So where will you run when the sky starts falling?

When your home is nowhere to be found?

Will you remain unscarred beyond relentless crawling

When your world comes tumbling down?

Today I showed my face and whispers turned to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

Cause and effect, and ignorance is bliss

Words can be weapons if that is what you wish

Pause and reflect with the blade at your wrist

The silence is deafening and screams all of this