'To Find Sincerity In A Smile'

Every time I turn around, it's my face against the ground
Lungs full of soot, aching from the screaming
Calling out to anyone who'll listen
Waiting for the day, when I'm finally swept away
Either up into the sky, free as a bird
Or under the rug where maybe I'll fall asleep
I want so badly to be numb...but I can't help but feel
Even if pain is the only thing awaiting me
The only thing that I find to be real.

© Justin Woodall, June 2010