Aimless American

Theres no study for the mindless

Worn out and rearranged

The witness still remains

Speaks out over covered ears

.

We remind ourselves

Of every tragedy

Every cursed existence

Stain on the world

.

Can’t keep my eyes dry

.

It bubbles up

The molten core

Of all that matters

Corroding your throat

.

Heart begins to leak

Love pools at your shoes

.

Walk on then

Numb to the crowd

But now closed off

To the beauty that remains

Handing thick in the air

.

Melanie Costello