Felt the bitter emptiness,
Like a cold vacuum,
Graveless hollow exhumed,
In a desperate lunge for control.
Pitiless and self righteous,
System state of mind,
Don't think we are blind,
This world doesn't act too kind,
When confronted with the shade,
It is how decisions are made,
Unknown to the carnal flesh,
There are things in higher hands instead,
Doubt if you care to,
But it can see you,
A moment away from now.
Rowan Blair Colver