Time Is Violated
I call upon my Reaper
Only he can save me now.
Watch me fall deeper,
Watch me fall down.
Feeling broken,
Barely breathing
Words re-main unspoken
My body seizing.
Artificial light blinds me,
Criples me.
The sound of the Banshee.
The forgotton bourgeoisie.
My impending sorrow,
My fortitude annihilated.
Is there tomorrow?
Time is violated.
Copyright © Stacey Brackley | Year Posted 2012
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