Inescapable time, unfailingly ticks
until the break of imperative bands
serrated nails, lethal ******
a throbbing head in tremulous hands

Punctured holes, enlarged by rage
a desperate personality to never quit
for a replica will ultimately disengage
from a brain that's split

Tiny beads of perspiration form
mutilated bands snap as I relapse
dampened palms, insides warm
my mind is seized as I collapse

Devoured by control as I foresaw
an identity murdered to emerge again
my blood dripping, her finger tips raw
for she awakened as one, at ten past ten.

               By: Melissa June