Phobic from Tragedies by Death of a Poet

My sight returns to me
Shattered corpses of my past
Are littering wastelands of my consciousness


Stagnant waters lay cold and lifeless
Beckoning me to drink
My eyes roll back inside my head
Awakening thoughts I dread to think


Failure descends upon me
Enshrouding me beneath its veil


Endlessly in circles, forwardness is failed.
Endlessly in circles, how could I prevail?


I thought time stood still, when it was I that stood paralyzed.
Escaping reality never made reality stop.


Looming clouds bear no rain
Yet drown me in dismay
Trembling violently in pain
As blood drains from my veins.

Failure descends upon me
Enshrouding me beneath its veil


Endlessly in circles, forwardness is failed.
Endlessly in circles, how could I prevail?


Consumed, entoumed, paralyzed by fear


And still I wonder
How could a thought petrify my aspirations?
I drift alone in stagnant waters.


Looking beyond, only time knows the answer, as I, a wanderer, only wander more.


I wander more


Consumed by fear
Consumed by fear


Endlessly in circles, forwardness is failed.
Endlessly in circles, how could I prevail

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