Inner Thoughts - Fleshwrought

Beneath this skin breathes an exhausted and fragmented man

Deterioration escalates outside ultimately regrettable behavior

He murmurs and Decrepitly utters the solitary name of his past

Questions unfurl in the open mind on the topic of revision of another

Judgment sways as open hands reshape into closed fists

Appreciation Disregarded

His hands once brought forth refuge and soundness

Now to only be spit on and belittled without logical reasoning