Twist The Knife (Slowly)

<p>Gut level, below it all. Out of duty - just here.</p><p>Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is.</p><p>False hope, an inch of pride that died when I left to hide from non stop battering of conditioned opinion.</p><p>Rest assured but not assured, all is well, but I think we've dealt with the fear for far too long.</p><p>Unborn suffer the norm. Born to this - I thin not! I stand against till the shit drops.</p><p>We see all but do nothing, in the hole of "How it is".</p>