hell is laid waste
with misunderstood convictions
colors that once were
mix in with dull gray
no hate, no pain
no mistakes to make
worse ideas make one upset
watch your mouth
lest you forget
who you are
and what you have
with nothing left to understand
all reach for one more great thing
striving for the last mission
hungering for remission
loving every last belonging
hating ever last longing
overload can hurt
and kill one another
~erika boal