TrystanBehm

Eviscerated

He walked into the room, a short time after she

The comforter on the floor, where it should not be

The smell of liquor and strong cologne

Isolates the room, I am not alone

 

Her foreboding glance so clean the line

A face so foreign, rejection, it’s mine

Where were you when I needed you most?

An enchanted house, missing the host

 

I took a line and drove it hard

The consequence a soul, wrought and marred

The want and hopes cannot explain

The direction and thought you should entertain

 

Your grave is imminent, not just your past

An entity I can feel, sometimes I can grasp

The reign is over, your time is done

Too many lives, drowned under the sun