The Inconsequential Life
Wasting away, crimson of death seeping through
Speaking through filtered tears
The whispered disclosed soothing words skewed
As the world shifts into abstract artwork, seared
My memories lie as awake as if you sat there still
The blackened storm shifts from dull to enlightened
Captured, the desired outcomes' gruesome kill
Sailing through unchartered lands , your expression not frightened
Flattened are the words that fill the inconsequential life
Fighting only left, death had triggered this belated strife.
Copyright © Tara Nelson | Year Posted 2012
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