That’s life

Don’t you feel its sacred roar?

Rushing down from the heavens above

Utter terror fills my ears

A crimson shade covers my eyes

Talons pierce deep into my flesh

And yet you refuse to hear my cries

Blood gushes out

Pain rushes in

And here we all wish to never have been

I awaken from this nightmare

Thus putting pen to paper

I wrote this poem so here, there, after

You would know how I feel in this labyrinth of disaster

I died in that dream

And I think you should know

That you crushed my spirit so long ago

~ Finé ~