• He is indifferent to the empty spite their shut lips speak
    Jacob is the man's birth name
    No one noticed when his tears hit the floor and he was weak
    Everyone built meaningless trash while his demons played a game
    The dogs bit the hand
    Light lays ever so hard to find in these layers of the mind
    Nature hides the truth and devours the weak leaving them in a foreign land
    Strange dark blue slowly stained jacob's eyes and plagued his kind
    The foot feels ever so heavy before you hit the gas
    How strange the milky white of the wall turns gray
    Jacob wondered about sanity or if there ever was
    Now he smiled and closed his eyes imagining himself running the only right way
    Away from civilization he ran
    The sky seemed to part above him as he kicked the can