All traces of home
Have withered in a lonely gust
A sudden whirl
So harrowing and obscene
Laden with grit
Peril,heartache,and decay

Barbed wire and mangled flesh
Weave madly through desolation
Through this grief I carve
This horror I’ve entrenched
The madness I inhabit
Faithfully

The bells all toll
Their tired verse and refrain
Depleted with time
Ever vigilant of my spiral

All I truly perceive
Are dwindling silhouettes
Lumbering halfheartedly
In the scourge of muck and shadow

Dead weight
Has fastened to my name
To assure my role
In this vast and hopeless cull