Reaching for the last breath
Of a dying flame
It slips from fearful clutches
Shattered and lost
The sickening inertia
Inherent, unawakened
Created in the image
Of death and destruction
Time weighs down on the broken
Tarnished light must fade
Falter at the first obstruction
Cannot subdue
That which embodies all
Exist for the visceral ends
No more than dust
