I’ll plunge forth
And see them to sleep
Marrow deep
Serrated and cold

Beyond the years
I’ve spent amid the rust
Boiling with rage
In the care of my wrath

I’ll meet their dismay
Their shock-ridden cries
As betrayal plagues
Their fleeting dreams

I’ll claim my remorse
In their seething decline
Enclosed in sorrow
As nightfall
Unveils my faults