Untamed reveries are on the prowl
As a rolling vapor
That seizes my timid lungs
Filled by their mist
I succumb to exhaustion
To twirl in their madness
Marooned once again
My heinous spiraling
Begins with familiar tribulations
In the tame waters
Of quaint remorse
That spill into the marshes
Of unbearable repentance
Remembrance coils me
In my aimless trafficking
Wander across these misty swamps
To evade the ghosts
Of my conscious deeds
I carry on
Lumbering along
The merciless and rugged hillsides
An uncommon terrain
Brimmed with adversaries
Their monstrous scowls
Ripple through my flesh
A surge of terror
Spawned for my daily haunting
The horror culminates
In a fire-bred undoing
The unraveling of it all
Along with the very fabric of myself
My name tappers off
Aside my dwindling persona
The skin I’ve claimed
And the many souls I’ve held dear
Who am I
And what will I stand for?

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