Asphyxiation



Reflected in a looking glass,
I peer through the eye of time.
A stone gathering the moss of eons
Until even it is swallowed by waves
     breaking on the shore,
Asphyxiating life - evermore.

I stare, lost,
Into that eternity.
Time slows to a crawl
As each grain of sand dies
     in the arms of vacated dreams,
Asphyxiated hopes - ever devoid of meaning.

Images fade to ebony threads,
And reality again asserts is control.
Thoughts, like spectres, flee illumination
As the doldrums of sanity are returned
     by messengers traveling on wings of night,
Asphyxiated - second sight.



Scimitar Wraith - GOTHiC