Destruction

There the cemetery lay
Still in the silent night
I walk through the gate with a plan to stay
For it may overcome my fright

Voices whisper to me
As I clasp my ears for protection
To be or not to be
There is no room but for a sole misconception

I have no knowledge on weather I’ve gone mad
Though I may never comply with the respond
It is a disgrace as the most wickedly cad
Something I cannot and I will not fond

My ambiance begins to whirl around
As well as the objects in my backdrop
I doubt the safe and sound
For this will not stop

“Destruction” I yell to not a soul
It was true, that was the current event
My voice heavy and hoarse not unlike coal
The scenery was sure to repent
An imperceptible object collides with my skull
It penetrates my brain and paralyzes
Me with a meaningless null, nevertheless I fall
Existence is bursting by means of surprises

“Destruction” I yell, though no one hears
It is the time to end my years