Sitting here alone
in an empty, tranquil room
I've got nothing left to fear
than time itself colliding
I entered the phase
and went back in time
those teary-eyed souls
helpless and desperately calling
A heart who seeks revenge
being repainted from time to time
All the chaos it has encountered
tragedies, death, and sorrow
Although happiness fills in,
it overflows and bursts
An unfathomable hole
where the beast loves to creep
Eye to eye, we gazed
there, it struck me
This phantom I only met
by then took my awakening
Out of the blue, they came
their voices growing louder
serenity is fading
My solace, abruptly chopped.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2014