Purity in Evil

An ode to regret

Resigned futures
And pasts living in the now
Eyes bogged down with musical smog
A date with a walk along a lapping coastline dropped
A night in with a moaning washing machine
And the tinkle of an argument in the air prevail

Shortened love:
Sticks and hibernation result
The equal of a millionaire
With education pouring from his fingertips
And a head filled with too much life
So that his life cannot be lived
But is witnessed or barely felt
Like a drunken kiss
Or more likely, just didn't happen
Passed by unnoticed
Until the child brings him to his deathbed screaming:
"I can't continue to live like this"
He notices
But it's too late, too deep

The drugs only deaden the symptoms
And the prayer of enlightened parents is too far and too faint
He sits alone on the unbalance seesaw
And death comes closer