A LIFE

Sitting alone with His thoughts as His life shattered Him,

He muses as He seethed,

Now, His tears have become blood, in this temporal earth,

He breached into the darkness, trying to come up to bristle with His darkest fear,

He struggles and is told He is very much there,
But that voice wasn't much clear,

He is awake, but still in His dreams,
The nightmare He saw, He abominated,

He accost mumbling,
Trying to scare away His fear,

But the earthly mars, lived in Him,
Like a mythical Himself,

His heart is now in myriad fragments,

He is fretting with His life,

For none other than "HER",

Still, He is stupor,
and to His Himself Subminal............................