Going Nowhere

The roach raced across the floor
Compelling me to kill it
The silverfish jammed upon my wall
Compelling me to kill it
Yet, I still see myself as a pacifist
The rat sat upon the mat
In my imagination
Compelling me to kill it
I once had a brother
Who would take it all
So I let blood go
Rather than spill it
In a perfect world
There is peace and love
But nothing and nobody
Is left
To fill it