Battle Wounds

Shadows

The thoughts of you blare,

Through my mind,

As the flame of your passion dims,

As the truth stares deeply through your soul,

Control is slowly slipping from your finger tips..

Have you lost the sense of your false reality?

Is this your misleading sense of hope?

As the rope of your own self execution tightens...

Are you frightened?

My mind has been brightened..

Sensing enlightenment through destruction...

Reconstructing a beautiful disaster..

My master piece of life..

Your innocence begins to flicker through the shadows..