Evolution of Living Circumstances

The empty thought processes became apparent on the crippled wallpaper

Floral designs suffocated with the anxieties of tapioca minds

The consistency of the air became more like bark

Impenetrable from the years of acclimation

The incessant barrage of hatred and malice that ripped through it 

Eventually became the backbone of the intangible 

Carpet lays beneath the inordinate amount of stalagmites 

The ferocity of the bleak emotions perspires and collects on the already moldy ceilings

And passing through the V-shaped walkways 

One can hear the tension of the rock tombs

Wherein lye the aspirations of the young children who used to run in their place 

Crevices emancipate the ancient workmanship of doorways

The rudimentary invention of pivoting portals have fallen

Far more difficult entrances entrance the eyes of wandering adolescents 

But for those who venture to believe the welcoming nature of such vicious openings

They soon rest at he threshold of what could have been 

And for the ones who have yet realized the danger of change and transcendence between realms of comfort

And those of animosity 

Clean feet remain on the opposite side of the bloody walkways

Containment cells take the place of areas once deemed bedrooms

Decorated with the nightmares of its prior inhabitants

The very paint dances upon the edge of the conscious of those that enter

Fallen leaves ferment in the excretions of failed ambitions 

Alongside the rotting self confidence of twelve year old girls

The odor created intoxicates the most trained minds

And in a state of nausea and euphoria it's victims lye in a pool of disappointment 

Given so graciously by their fathers and brothers 

Toothbrushes trace the eating habits of the family inside as the comfort calcified food crushers 

And sadly find no place to go as the pantry wains 

Pillows become replaced by books

No time during the day to study, evokes a disparity to learn 

Instead the hours of daylight are spent barricading defenseless lungs and hearts  

And in hopes of education, feeble minds attempt to soak up knowledge during slumber

The ideal location of inhabitation is perhaps on the other side of grocery store receipts

Or adoption papers

Perhaps even the echoes of a jury's convictive consensus 

For now one must make do with beaten sandals and cans of food claimed by botulism