Tissue thin skin
Swollen eyes
Dark edged shines bright
The shadowed corners
Of only what implies life
Soaked in guilt
Rinsed of shame
Excused no more
Enraged hate hinted distain
Want and wanting now
A line through the door
Don\'t show all
They only require more
Thin tissue skin
Fragranced with fear
A nightly repetition
Seen crystal clear...
Dedicated to all the poor and unfortunates