The welcome of despair is trickling down the very veins that once allegiance to protect themselves from such animosities. The trembling pores quiver with reproach as one's host willingly dances in the tangles of demise. The continuous failures laced with unthinkable rebuffs have created a false haven with impenetrable barriers. Time has created a concrete fortress of unapproachable gates refortified by the desolate of nights. A pathological state has clouded the mind with unnamed cries rushing out for one last try. Although thought unwelcome, the flow of life in each beat of that weak heart is certain the time has come. The hopelessness is no stranger to the beat that flows and roars at its arrival but a euphoria of darkness that wilts away the last of aspirations. With time the storm will pass they say but little by little the time harbored a wretched parasite. A creation of unimaginable and senseless indignation comforted by the coldness of thoughts. The storm has cleared itself while abducting that once gracious heart. Im not looking for absolution for i have found myself with new intentions.