The Backwards System

They speak of silence as if it’s a burden

On the canvas pained with the answers no

Innocent until proven guilty

So the victim takes the heavy blow

You should of got out should of blocked em should of shut the door

Even when you couldn’t fight anymore

When your bones turn to stone and your muscles shrink and fear grows

You have someone near but you are all alone in this state

Of numbness

Of I wish I could forgive this

Words frozen before they hit the air

And the body unwillingly shared is stiff in time

But why would anyone believe the crime

Is this really a crime?

They ask in shock as if they don’t already know

As they bury the hatchet

And lock all their doors

Protect themselves from the truth to come out

My intentions were good and she gave me no doubt

He said

Well my intentions were good yet I’m left crying in bed

You gave me no doubt but now doubt is all that’s in my head

I can’t give a proof

Or a key to the truth

Just another fabricated youth

Spitting out revenge poems

Instead of going to enforcement

Well fuck you and all your rules on situations like this

Because nothing would be happening

And no matter what you wouldn’t be believing

Punish me go ahead

And that’s why I’m missing

Out on life

All while I’m already dead