Monday, October 12, 2009

Stress

Burden,

that black stain attached to the center of every heart,
coiled around every valve to suffocate every beat of the heart,
tied to a weight that makes the heart sink at every hand that ticks to a clock.

silence *pop*

The annoyance of time tocking with no stop,
Time... please... can you not?

Unravel what must be seen,
Tear the seal away from its place
And find nothing more
nor nothing less

Please, let moral codes be set in place
For burden storms seek to reap my place.