Time of Death by ~ ShadowPsychos

My spirit has left the burrowing confusion

i have finally released myself from my shackles

the blinding rage that housed severe delusion

i have passed my time of dying

i have been ejected from all your trivial madness

rejected from inhaling another crisp promise

i completely missed the warning signs

that groped my ears

in a thousand misinterpreted translations

still lids tuned in to the static distraction

the end game to the chaos

eternally creeping through the darkness

over shadowed by the clock face

swimming in reverse

tick-tock the hours drift into backward days

and the trials fall with the passing of the seasons

as the drone of life fades by

and hopeless footsteps cast upon the ground above

break any chances i have at love

or being stuck in the crossfire of awkward glances

i am free, yet have bound myself into the grave

still clinging on the wind of salvation

for a time when i shall rise again

to be given a second chance

instead of my accidental relapse

that has crashed my body into the ground

to see those hands pacing onward

in the way that goes against the dead

in a hopeful longing of reprise

Rhiannon Beetlestone © Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved

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