what twists

what twists and turns vertical
what lies still and moans
what shell is taken, is broken open
what air is rich and deadly

where silence bares to tread
to kill such pain
to reduce the world to a vision unclear
to laugh at it all and surrender grinning
to a firing squad of chance

you took people with you though
it wasn't just you holding up the weight of the world's pain
you just passed it on

and if you didn't mean it,
then who cared enough to intervene
why did you not have the insight enough
to grow up

i hate you and i love you
and you are probably laughing at all of this
but i hope it kills you inside like you have done to us

and i hope you find the peace you were looking for.
that's the bottom line, i hope you have found real peace.