again

Again...

I sit inside this circle of sacrifice
sanctifying my thoughts with holy water
as I pray for something tangible to hold onto
all the while my sins collect like dust.....
all for the small price of the lofty desire to be free.

Baffled by the disappointment I see
I recognize someone who slightly resembles me,
wondering aimlessly through my emotions
I become lucid and aloof in a moment of devoid.

I am left in the shadows of broken words.....
as my criminal acts of in-justice rage upon me
how dare I want something real and human.....
as the hours deliver me of this absent fervor.

Reciprocation is not an option nor a word I recognize
alone within I am the victim of my own emotions
but this time I do not feel to much......
this time I was prepared...not to be caught off guard,
and left in the blank state of goodbyes that were forged,by the act of someone who merely pretends to care................................

again.