Derailed...

Tending the blisters, hoping for cure,
Witnessing destruction, waiting for the messiah,
The blisters burn, the wounds hurt,
The zone of probability complies, conspires!
Likes attract but repel, confusion rules
In derailed minds, breath-taking blues...
The mind goes on, so does the pen,
The heart stops somewhere...
"Uncanny" they say, the heart says "No"-
Choices of utility optimisation
Subject to love constraint.
"Love constraint?" laugh they,
"It's an use and throw world,
What kills emotions is materials"
It says; protests agonised-
"... And what kill materials is emotions!
Your messiah is the same as mine,
Salvation the end-all of things!"
Confusion rules, confusion reigns,
Confusion fuses into the mind-
Fusion-Con, Con-fusion!!