Capitulate in Chaos
The twinge of incoming pain
Pulls tight the strings of fear
As color slips away
In a rush of breathless despair
Gripping tight the handrails of hope
Slipping repeatedly on rails of trepidation
Falling swiftly from sanity
Into the fog of isolation
Incarcerated in my own shadow cell
Helplessly surrendering to hysteria
Signaling that all is well
As I stand before you trembling
Hiding so well where I dwell
Wishing desperately for the will to speak
Something other than a final farewell
As I turn to walk away
Too weak to reach back
And betray this maddening dismay
That consumes so completely
Every night and day
I spend alone in dark disarray