MUD: Failure and Deception 

by Ava DeFranco

Lace in letters 
A bleeding high 
Broken eyes lie sleep-deprived 
And through the slipknot of your eye 
Cracked my neck out little lies 
Oh elation to infatuation pollutes a mind
And slowly lowly souls confide 
In the safety of a crashed collide
And dirt fills in a mouth full 
A mouthful once one doubtful 
One hopes to joke that it won't die
Sunken up and lonely 
I'll watch us as I Cry
And tears they turn to mud and stye 
To a suffocated heap and all we are forever sleep
Regret and raw relief