A simple mistake became the leech of my spirit
and now each time I think about you
I feel limited joy leek away into a narrow mouth
leaving a shell buried behind eyes full of restless tears
I can't help but feel alone now
for I was once your guardian
from our parents' twisted night dances of war
their screams and gut-turning exhilaration still fill my thoughts
I never informed you but I offered you music
to give you an escape from all the noise
we could max the volume to let...