Time tears a hole in existence to languish supinely in torture
see the essence of life in shafts of light and shade remnants
gathered by trembling hands are now scattered across
the world to form lifeless clouds of dust that bind my failing limbs
Seamless visions and blurred moments hold my hands
with chains of sand daylights breath as cold as razors cut
my insides and leave me bleeding a wish for deepening
darkness to hide me from all the pain and misery falls dead
Shards of broken light scar me so deep that i darken my eyes
to the world and light (is life but foreplay to a death we fear with each passing breath?)
Perpetual motionless time has numbed all senses
that i once held dear the walls drip with moisture in this
lonely shell i slip away so none can see into the inknown
where all stands still in a moment of death
Time tears a hole in existence through shafts of light
and shade trembling hands scatter my life dust into a perfect death
