shi-ne

oppression, suppression..
a verge of cerebus..
my feelings so deep
regret, forget..
incur the fury of life..
a life so gone & down
depression, obsession..
the thin line that lies ahead..
im walking towards it
endure the wrath of nature's full-fledge strider..
time.. the magnifest of everything within..
bear the snares of its griting teeth..
as it lays concealed of its bemused victim..
the flaring storms of time draws deep wounds...
bleed and heal.. but time wavers on..
a mere rock can turn wall..
a hard-rock with nowhere to turn
asset.. liability..
which makes the call?
a guilt or a blessing.. im lost.
objection.. rejection..
the final move that ends it all..
who has the rights to make that call
optimistic.. utopia..
a simple hope lights the way
leaving forkroads of similar consequence
the weariness and tiredness of trying..
the pillage of goods seized from the 7 seas..
the honour and righteousness challenged by time itself..
the anguish of lost pain and sufferings..
the anguish of frozen bones and buried bodies..
the anguish of a much long forgotten memories..
regret? too late. lost? no chance.
burdened? too often. dead? no time.
shi-ne. it means to die.