Guilt toils, tinkers, grasps a guilty soul

Blasphemy draws its web forcing its costly toll

Weathered and pained apologies come awry

Scrawled by effort for storms and many clouds did cry

Faced unjustly decisions that could maim

A shaking heart quivered, none that could tame

Treed beneath the rivers raging hold

Frightened, torn, was a soul blue cold

Beckoned to a gated place eternal

Bouquets left for the forgotten fraternal

Lay, rest aside this eerily comforting place

Where rests the sorrow, an angel now fallen from grace

Emotional tornado whirling about so displaced

A tongue left with only a sour pharmaceutical taste

Crashing booms from the wrath of the self-existent one

Bolts of lightning flashing as destiny had never begun

Lost amongst the living, unbelonging with the dead

Torn from a mortal realm so much love left unspread

Infinitely in limbo eternally cut from fate

Goal undone, wings torn, spirit unable to levitate

Awakened now but from the dream terrorist there’s no escape

Upon each flicker of hope its sickle will excitedly rape

Blessed is not this being who bleeds a million wounds

Darkness took an interest forcing said subject multiple swoons

Bandaged, bruised, broken and used

Fallen prey, victim to the standing accused

Whispering a gentle pray of forgiveness and guidance

Lasts breaths taken before bowing to final subsidence