Solitude's Lashing.

A piece of my mettle falls Despoiling the papered faces Control lost as another descends Past moments dripping away Thereafter…constant Individual bits of my essence falling Exposed of crystalline fragility Unnoticed and tacit traces Breaking off to wholly decrease Myself…fading Tenure of uncounted moments Deep within my possession Unseen behind dark sunglasses Afraid to reveal the millions of you Jewels…uncut Holding a core of caprice desires The whimsy of you in thoughts Prayers offered within dreams Everyone falling in aging descent Wanting…solace Alas, all my possessions offered To breathe of your sounds again And fill these vacant corridors Instead immersing in old photos Yellowing…stained