lovebomb

discordance, dissonance, static that ripples echoes across the expanse of a fractured mind.  
how to breach, broach, subjects that had once been open tomes; now locked tight.
 s̷̪͊t̶̢͗ḯ̵̼c̶̩̑k̶̼̉y̴̭͝ ̶̯̌w̵͇͠ê̸̟t̶̺́ ̴̈ͅí̶̡c̴͙̋h̸̡͌ȍ̶̦r̷͖̊ ̷͉̃d̴̝̏r̶͎̚ḯ̵̙p̶̜͆s̵̯͒ ̵̈ͅw̶̹̋ḩ̶́e̵̗̒ř̷̥ē̷̬ ̵̼̐l̷̬͌o̵̯͗v̸̗̽e̶͕̐ ̸̫̎o̴̗͠n̵̩͛ç̶̊ė̵̠ ̷͕͝l̵̻̈́a̴̤͝i̸̦̐n̴̜̂.̸̮̅  
 
access revoked, denied, abolished;  
it screams plain across a deadpan stare already executed divine judgement.
 
e̷̺͠a̶͚̐c̸̹͐h̴̼̽ ̴͖̍l̸̞͛e̸͙̊ḁ̴̑f̵̺̔ ̵͈͆f̸͇̈́a̴͕͒ḽ̴͐l̸̖̉ș̸͊ ̷̞̎i̷̝̒n̸͕͊ ̷̱̓a̵̢̋g̸̟̋ò̷͕ṋ̴̀ŷ̵͜,̸̨͗ ̷̛̹u̸̺͒n̶̪͗w̷̬̓i̵̢͂l̶̺̀ĺ̸̳ĩ̸̞ṅ̶̼g̵̦̕ ̸͖̇t̴͎̽ŏ̴̬ ̵̯̈ṣ̴̆ë̴͍e̷͈̍ ̸̭͊t̴͝ͅh̵̜̽ȅ̸̙ ̴̩̓g̷̝̓r̶̯̉o̷̧̎u̴͍̍n̷͚͆d̷̟̋ ̸͔̚b̸̯́ë̶͍́n̵̼͌e̶̥͊a̵̗̍ẗ̶̠́h̴̤̀.̸̳̒  
how much will love sustain and why can't this bird learn the proper tune?  
even just to pretend..
 
at what point does a nest become a tomb?  
 
devoid, devoid, devoid, corroding... collapsing,  
t̶̤̂ḫ̴̄e̴̱̓ ̷̤̉ḣ̴͖o̴̘͠l̵͔͝e̷̡͛ ̴͓͠g̶̬̓ḁ̶͂p̵̨͆e̴̦͗s̶͎̎ ̵̤͝è̷͙v̷͚̓e̵̟͘r̸̳̔ ̸͓̊b̴̞̕i̷̯̚g̴̞͒g̶̩̐ȩ̶̽r̶̛͍,̷̬̎ ̵͍̐ý̸̘a̵̘͐w̴̛̪ņ̷̌i̵͔̿ñ̷̮ġ̴̼ ̵̓͜t̸̻͋o̴̙̐ ̵͚̅ş̶̽w̷͖̽ǎ̶̞l̴͖̂ḷ̷̊o̴̗̎w̷̝̃ ̶̤̎p̶͔̂u̵̖̅r̵̨̀e̴̲̍ ̵̂͜i̵͕̍ń̶̩t̷͇͝e̵̥̎ň̴͓ţ̵̾ḭ̵͠ọ̸̈́n̵̼̚s̴̩͊ ̶̲̈́w̸͕̾h̴̼͌o̵̼͂l̷͓̍é̷̼.̸̛̟ ̸̽ͅ  
 
a flickering light leads the way, guides, imparts, and from this grows a sense of self.
b̶̛̦ả̸̺ŗ̵̕e̶̼̿ḷ̵̍ỳ̶̯ ̷͖́b̷͇̔y̷̧̏ ̵̠̓a̸̻̐ ̶̭̚t̸̟͑h̷͇̉r̸͈̎è̶̪á̶͜d̷̎ͅ,̸̻̽ ̷͉͝s̴̪͐ū̵̻s̴̺̀t̵͈́a̸̝͌i̴̖͝ñ̶͍,̶̠̉ ̶̥̐s̶̀͜ư̸̫s̴̞͌t̵̞̀á̵̧i̴̮͆n̷̳̍,̵̤̍ ̵̗͑S̷̗͆Ű̵̧S̸͉͗T̷̹̍A̵͍͝I̵̟̕N̷̙̓.̷̯͠    
it persists against the nature in which threatens to selfishly snuff out that which it tends to reflect.
 
as the light grows ever more dim, ţ̷͗ḣ̷̲e̴̹̾ ̴͍̀ḑ̷̋a̴̩̔r̴̓ͅk̷͔̓n̶͇͌e̸̼͝s̸͔͘s̶̺̉ ̸͎͝è̶ͅn̵͈͘c̴͔̚r̶̝̍ǫ̶̔a̵̱̿c̷͉̊h̴̳̏ȅ̷͓ş̵̈,̵̟̀ ̷̘͊d̶̩̚i̶̖͘s̶̭̑t̶̺͊ǒ̷̡r̴͓͛t̸̥̒ȩ̵̕ḏ̴̈́,̶͔̕ ̵̖̄d̵͙̅į̵̕s̷̥͑c̷̡͠ơ̸̝ṟ̷̃d̴͔͝a̶͖͠ṋ̷̋t̶͔̓ ̸͑͜,  
claws to gain purchase, desperately with silver tongue,
to attempt to pilfer the light for an end eternal.  
 
there will always be scars.
 
you will survive this one too.