Standing On Death's Trap Door

Crippled souls In a painful descent Dissolving experiences Stricken from the existential record The conclusion that was never imagined No words for the few left Standing on death's trap door Left the nest to die This was never home This was never home Anxious constructions like massive towers Foundations of guilt, pain, anger Invalidating all hope Burying compassion starved No words for the few left Standing on death's trap door Left the nest to die This was never home This was never home I'm going home