Time Has Come

A work in Progress...

Time Has Come

It is time to receive retribution for

the actions perceived by the innocent as

destructive.

Mayhem guarding arbitrary advances of

undeclared self worth.

The confusing desire to dance

in the flames

licked by desperation and

melting in decay.

So vulnerable,

with heavy sighs

yet

light

breath.

It is but a curious itch

becoming only from

the flesh I have tasted,

while truth hides behind those

shielded eyes.

Lips parting only enough to

whisper

secrets

and cover lies