unbound , unyielding

he's just trying to win a losing battle with wits instead of factual reactions
just losing again as slowly falling sliding down another dam 
sliding bleeding moaning loaning away , can be not seen , can not be anything but damned. pleading stepping growing knowing away again
the end is near but over still the wind is howling again
the storm is ending but only just beginning over again
the tears he weeps are only part of the storm, never knowing when or if it will end again.
moments fleeting ever meeting the end
truth to untruthful in the end, so lost and mesincful over again.
poets dead and not written unwriteen laguage lost again
unfleeting words and tears and written bored into the consicous unmoving again. fleeting the blood in the song undress without a moments caress
oh unknessary moment to soon to bore into the unrest
coinciding in ways overthrown never seen , unbound unboned again
spying unbleeding unyeileding unkneeding be nothing but conseding again
winters not over only beginning as it's freezing his feel into place over and over again into this space. i hear it while the screams are present and loud and boring into the mind ,into the winter screaming over and over again.