Tone and Time

She is so pissed
She is convinced
After every word spoken
Blood will spew
Upon each breathe,
A heavy heaving
When the existence of hope
Is currently locked inside a cage
Guarded by flesh and demons

Oh such a loud tone
Dear maiden,
Have you taken
Yet another circumstance
Manipulated to your liking
Swelling
Your
Own
Suffering

Can anyone decipher
The cry that is disguised
A s  s i l e n c e
None
Will pause
Because
They cannot stop
Why should they?

You proclaim
Yourself as separate
Now we are disconnected
Reverted
Momentarily

Such a soft tone now
Dear maiden,
Have you depleted your own spirit?
In the name of love?
Rise again
Fall alone
For the day still commences
Amidst infinite heartache
The night still takes
Without needing to be replenished

The dark
Home to death
Cannot be feared any longer
Resurrection becomes
A rite of passage

Only in solace
Reminded
Of the recollection
Attempting to swallow us whole

Regain composure
Redeem with compassion
Revisit closure
Return to community

Such a monotone now
Dear maiden,
Are you still becoming?
Time is your most boundless construct