Of Purely Personal Interest

Held within these hallowed bones, a tempest Surging in the complicity of night Dreams and thoughts solidified cease to rest Sealed fate and ardor no longer hold right But what force havocs through the human form Rallying support, red-handed, inflamed Bloodied and raged it beckons the storm Searching my want it liberates and maims Ceasing the nihilism once alit inside Splinters and fragments partner, I awake Aware that being lost is proof of life Resolve, once muted, no longer at stake For now, I lie, held within my own war Awed and breathless, I await whats in store.