Fortress of Shards

Staring at the blood red sky
I turn my back upon that which soon shall die
For the heavens themselves have come crashing down this day
And nothing but the return of the heavenly ark angels may keep it at bay.

I silently withdraw into the cold dark prison of stone
And await the lifetime of misery while the walls about me moan
All seems empty in this place and empty shall it always and forever remain.
For the warmth that once resided here has forsaken the halls of this cold dank entity

Stealthy cracks seep through the stone,
As I bow my head and bear this lifelessness alone.
Yet relentless unmerciful persistence drives these painful veins
Sweeping through my Fortress of Shards, shattering the frailness that lies within

Stalking through the corridors of seclusion 
I feel them echoing the agony of this brutal molest
Shouting, Raging, Cursing for reprieve that shall never come
I find the silent walls reverberating mine own thoughts from within.

The floors unforgiving cold
Caresses my bodies last dying whim
The heart of mine lover I could not hold
So shall the histories never speak of what is not told

The crumbling erupts beneath and about my corpse
The vestige of a once great, noble, and most powerful man
Tis nothing more than a withered flesh when the dust settles ‘round
And the Fortress of Shards shall ne'er stand again in the hearts of man
		
		Jim