Feel

Positive outlook, like stale pages in an old book. You must've looked, read a couple skipped a chapter. Herein lies the lines of stolen data. You must have given up on that which matters. You must have come across the awful answers. And in recovery came up empty handed.. it never happened. Sip through the sickness, just sick enough to witness. A solemn stare that taught us of disinterest. Now dinners served. You didn't speak a single word. That empty house became nest for the birds.. it's so absurd.