Rigor Mortis

In the void of an angst ridden mind,
Waves of disconsolate sentiments surge-
They only amplifie with time,
Forcing unkempt sorrows to unbind.
The eyes remain unfazed
And the migraine rages on.
Questions once answered
Now disintegrate and fume.
Somnolent eyes are stretched wide open;
And the rancid hues of untamed envy
Fuels the hatred of the fallen!
Deprived of glory, the wounded pride
Conspires with time.
~Noir
(June, 2012)