DARKENED SCOWL.

Cowered by the indifferent glance

The snide remarks

Of a one-sided power struggle

Some hopeful thoughts remain.

 

Blackened air befalls the wisdom

Caught in two places of redemption

Likened to the suspect

Questioned to despair.

 

Shoulders hunched against a cold

Tied up tight without a hold

Moments of madness become

More like reality.

 

Defending the soul is battle

Without end, without role

World becomes a distant place

Rejecting the whole.

 

This is no place for rancour

Outspoken past the line

Enforcing drive to bend

A resolve without end.

 

Reaching for salvation

Beyond the backlit cowerer

Half an intention to leap

Like a complete moment in time.

 

All for games, will to power

Depress any button

To close the chapter tighter

Than the final level worn.

 

Only later, in shiver motion

Is candle’s end revealed to be

Desolation unburdened by fear

Falling far away.

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