Trilobeth

A complexity born but not realized, the one i never had,
As pain seeps through my skeleton, unleashing a desire to be reborn,
And this time keep my mind,
How do you repair something so broken, in pieces,
The very fabric of existence,
All alone, you are me, as, i am you,
It is clear to me we have no place,
Impenetrable, a hidden genocide of the new order
Just biding nothing in particular to do
Trying to ignore what all the other people around you do
To come to life again in a moment of clarity
Hunted by... trying