What if

What if

All we’re fated to

Is a life of chaos

With faceless voices

And voiceless faces

Rushing in, pushing through

With vices for habits

And pain for placebos

With no corners left

To vacuum out the dust

And no windows open

To welcome the sunlight

Or a breeze of realization

What if, the madness

Is bigger than the methods

What if

Our quest for solace

Ends only in the din.

What if

Our comfort zones

Are forever aligned

With our suicidal love

For the crazy
And frightful fear
Of silence, and the truth.