Textures
Ostensibly Impregnable
Abundance!
Satisfied with life
Grown integrity flourished
Dreaming as the days go by
Fading as the voices cry
Impregnable conscience
Memories I recall today, the time to come clears them away
The striving goes on
I remain untouched, parted from all constraint
Still it haunts me phantom-wise
Echoes fade and memories die by the hand that grasped away a once presupposed life
Breakdown
Dreams burn in the void
From man, to machine, to victim
Parted by force
Dark clouds cast over the frontline
Blood taints the sand
Fragments & chaotic views roam through the trenches
Is this reality?
Ear-clenching noise above
Recollections make way for the encompassing fall of darkness