Oh, everything is a battleground. You try and I fail. I put my heart in and you watch in amusement, from the sides, with a whole audience. Spectator sports. Neglect, the breakdown of all words. Language, evolving as we use it. The walls of the city were never built to last an eternity, and words as we use them have no everlasting fortress of meaning either. At least not as we regard each other from a distance. Not as we spell our thoughts out to each other. Someone isn't open, another knows not honest, some have hidden agendas, some just can't force the nature of expression. I know those who struggle and get lost down endless avenues, dead ends and nooks. God, the breakdown of everything, communication kicking out, all falls apart. I want my only words, truest of all, to leap out from a computer screen, to shake you, grab a hold of you, suck your face then body into the screen, and take you with them, take you apart, take you everywhere they choose to go. Nothing is ever gonna happen for no reason, nobody can get across what they mean and the sinking plunges ever deeper. We know we fail, we never stop trying, glued to the other side, watching as we do.
Take me with you. Break me. Teach me. Love me. Cross me like two swords. Defender, oh, useless bodyguard. You can stop nowhere and it ends up complete. A castle in ruins. A communication breakdown. Repetition. No solution. We see it take place. She wonders...
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