Born of death

Born into the arms of a dying woman

The plague that never passes

A motion in which I am burdened

To face death with existence already shattered 

Lost to rumination 

Cut your preconceptions, negative connotations

and bare the weight of the heaviest sorrow

Dragging me down like planets

Recesses drawn out 

Guided by the noose

torch my human cage for mercy

I am where I cannot be