Withdrawal

The sky turns crimson,
As a heart revolves in cobalt,
Signifying a past mourning.

Let the rolling earth,
Tumble down unforgiving plight,
Melting a consumption of hurt

Aqueous palpations on skin,
Scatter pain from a hidden sight,
Vindicating a mind within.

Heavens cogently blasting outward,
Removing elicitation,
Asphyxiating the bleeding innards.

Gray matter suffering declivity,
A plea for liberation,
Met with trembling recreancy.

Collecting tribulation,
Soon finds its extremities
And all crashes to impending cessation.