Downfall
taken from me
abandoned in the outer reaches of my mind
crashing slowly against the breach
giving, taking, mingling in balance
my mental ballast has erupted
and my soul has eroded
my guilt peeks in on me
to remind me I am still in debt
in the Autumn season of my mentality
I am vandalized and sterilized
left broken and alone
no color
no essence
no future
in the twilight of my descent
I am yet a minor in time
and can not consent to my downfall
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