I lay the shackles of time
at my feet
Every day/link a witness
to the futility
and the uncertainty
of the doom we are
determined to meet

It's my moment
to whorsip the silence
When the nothingness
rages deep within my
darkest soul

People speaking without
the vibrations of truth

Whose mental motions
are bound to the rusted loops of determination

The digital hacksaw bytes
the grooves of litany
sending shivers of silver through the cloud of crystal clarity

I lay the shackles that
denoted my existance
at my feet and step over
the finality forever

For silence will be my final refuge . Let me lay down in ground and pull the gray clouds over me and go to sleep forever