Timeless

How am I to face such desperate sorrow,

Seeming fresh renewal always seeks its return,

I attempt to stray from her sickening stench,

Conniving a secular poison,

Illy wretched I cower feeling like a stranger,

Who is that pain that pierces a howling night and day,

The numbness to follow a dark hole of fog,

A new being surfaces each time,

Shards of glass that become her,

Its ending is timeless.