Died In Agony

Staring out across the murky sea.
Fathoms between you and me.
Distant lights never seem to fade.
The further we travel the more they radiate.
Is this a sign or am I expecting too much?
Tonight turns into another compartmentalised memory.

Guiding hands to where I roam.
Still this place is not my home.
Too quiet as the days which are yet to come.
I hear them ringing out like a violent storm.
Facing reality won’t change the facts.
Paralysed by judgement that is always stabbing me in the back.

Frayed and standing on rocky ground.
Mind ready to be deemed obsolete.
I’m too worn thin to mount a reply.
What weapons you bring will end that which doesn’t belong…
Hands are wringing blood from this expunging!

Idealism has now slipped away.
Severed from hope to dwell in uncertainty.
Places where humour has become a crime.
You paid the piper to destroy this future.
I accept loss has been cemented.
These once green and verdant plains are atmosphere vented.

You did this.
Wear your badge of brutality.
Fractured.
Positivity died in agony!