Huddled upon the floor
Sobbing and bleeding,
Raging flesh’s brutality
Crushes another. Yet
That is not enough. No.
We demand to know
Why this overwhelming force
Was courted, sought. Insanity.
Compassion, perhaps,
Died. Revive it I shall.
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Huddled upon the floor
Sobbing and bleeding,
Raging flesh’s brutality
Crushes another. Yet
That is not enough. No.
We demand to know
Why this overwhelming force
Was courted, sought. Insanity.
Compassion, perhaps,
Died. Revive it I shall.
Fearfully we start
Any new change bringing dread
Which we must resist
Feeling lost I gaze
Into the dark nothingness
I am staring back.
Why am I awake?
Rising from my restless mind.
Autumn’s touch comes soon.
Friendship withered under
This wretched gaze, icy
Wind burning the skin,
Blowing from the depths
Of judgmental hearts, driving
Pain throughout all the world.
Unsatisfied with any satisfaction
Outside their purview.
A cold and bony gaze
Pierces my confidence,
My peace. Shattering this
Belief that I “have time”, that
I might ignore the dictates
Of time. Slowly I gain the
Strength to return that stare.
Eventually the fear shall fade
And I’ll gaze into this despair
Inspired terror feeling
Tranquility, knowing we all
Share that journey.
Silence roars desperately
Demanding unearned loving.
Insecurity.
Crushed deep within me
Aggressively derail dreams
Madness of my soul
Eventually
Our dreams drift past the sunset
Colors in the sky.
Possibilities
The dangerous edge of life
Changes will come forth.