Doors shut

(24.10.11)
 
Torn
Ripped
Naked
Betrayed
Left out
Ignored
Hatred flashing through my veins
My lungs feeding over inhaled smoke
My eyes blinded by blood desire
Even my very breath
Turns to destructive power

Let’s talk!
U?
Me?
Us?
Which tense should it be?
Our pass is nonexistent
Our present an illusion
Our future part of a mirage
What is there to discuss
Hope? Fear?
Lost? Gain?
Wordless, senseless
A blank page
A dead end

Text by Shed-Montfort, from Unveiled

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