Compromised

Working backward in this new dimension.
Unable to fathom what is beyond comprehension.
As spirits dance upon torturous blades.
Many ask if they could ever be saved?
No is the call ringing like thunder.
Crawl below debris to avoid being torn asunder.

Twisted visions haunting each waking moment.
Are they foresight or a psycho inflicting component?

Degrading thought into permanent decay.
Gather what little remains in play.
While angels are proven to be a lie.
Get on you knees and offer yourself before you die.

Denial weaves in this solitary landscape.
Sever will not abate a raging storm.
Filed down to brittle compromised bones.
Speak in tongues until all else is gone.

Weep for loss that is bared.
Tell how you are truly scared.
On a front row seat to complete devastation.
Nothing can abort this inevitable operation.