Dizain Contest
Vultures vomit scraps of my festered heart
as they feast upon bodies of the past.
My mind shakes as I watch their souls depart.
The luminescent world now overcast.
Alone with corpses, wishing I wasn't last.
My conscious is frozen here for years.
I pray to escape upon vacant ears.
Yet the universe has decided my fate.
My memories with them turn into smears.
Now I can only wait by death's gate.
~
12/13/19
Copyright © Alyssa Lorette | Year Posted 2019
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