Cowered by the indifferent glance
The snide remarks
Of a one-sided power struggle
Some hopeful thoughts remain.

Blackened air befalls the wisdom
Caught in two places of redemption
Likened to the suspect
Questioned to despair.

Shoulders hunched against a cold
Tied up tight without a hold
Moments of madness become
More like reality.

Defending the soul is battle
Without end, without role
World becomes a distant place
Rejecting the whole.

This is no place for rancour
Outspoken past the line
Enforcing drive to bend
A resolve without end.

Reaching for salvation
Beyond the backlit cowerer
Half an intention to leap
Like a complete moment in time.

All for games, will to power
Depress any button
To close the chapter tighter
Than the final level worn.

Only later, in shiver motion
Is candle’s end revealed to be
Desolation unburdened by fear
Falling far away.