Violence and intrusion
A Moment of Confusion
This is the moment i feared
My Cry that you cannot hear
A hold you had on me
A firm and fearful grasp
You coward behind me
Beneath your dark, black mask
The others you saw
They wanted to run
My heart pumping away
I felt weak, like a dying sun
We still could not move it
We had to go back again
Your black shroud, controlling
Hurting, fellow men
Possessed by urge
You reached your point
Again you wanted me
Again you urged me
Again you killed me
The door was open
You grabbed the prize
I lie there, such horror have I seen
I wait there, for my cries to be heard
I stay there for days, haunted by you
I want to leave…..
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An emotionally moving of a journey called
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