Character Flaw
humanity breathes
a quiet breath
every day
the weight of
the world
bears down
tremors arise
stifled momentarily
by minutes of
compassion
these minutes
interweave with
the forsaken,
degenerate souls
causing them
stifled breaths
of reflection
quiet...
they act like
we don't know
this but
their affinity
for all things
apathetic are
contradicted
regularly
their existence
remains steadfast
that alone
casts their
shroud
dare I say
you might
even see
one crack
a smile
