Despair
Entombing me this blinding flare,
Inside my head, volcanic hell.
My senses reeling with despair,
Both eyes, by now a vacant stare.
When shock waves stopped my body fell,
Entombing me this blinding flare.
No sound, as silence filled the air.
Did time stand still, how could i tell?
My senses reeling with despair.
I could not move as i lay there.
My finest hour descends the well.
Entombing me this blinding flare,
Into my eyes it shines, from where?
Inside of me this carousel,
My senses reeling with despair.
How do i show i am aware?
Entrapped within my silent cell.
Entombing me this blinding flare,
My senses reeling with despair.
Copyright © George Seal | Year Posted 2015
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