A Prologue to an Unfortunate Farewell

In this instance where nothing began to make any sense,
A crack of corruption tickled my heels, warning of the forecoming doom.
I chose to listen, but I had no plaster to heal the wounds
Yet remained in silence within, the aggregate impedance shed within my soul..
I watched as the hole grew bigger into a masterpiece of destruction
I grimaced to the emptiness of the words that I chose to embrace..

Now it was too late for everything..
The phone didn't work, my voice was suppressed by the crackles
My body paralyzed with fear, my eyes swollen with terror..
There was no way to call for help anymore
Besides, it would be useless..
It was meant to fall apart in the end!
I saw the way it was established, I witnessed the way it was harnessed
The main plot line of a story corrupted..
Yet I didn't voice it out, never felt the need to..
Now, the extremity of a wry past strangled me to my death
My own creation becoming my very own destruction..

..and I had nothing else to do but remain silent..

Now the hole was the unity of every single membrane of a ruined system;
It vacuumed the life and became the perfect symbolism of death
The savage master blocking the ways to the salvation..
It was there, the end of the road was the naked truth amongst all the deceits..

I felt like I was being pulled to my crematory..
I felt like the heat was burning me all inside with rage,
First, responsibly driving me out of the sense's inn
Setting me afoot on this dreary day
And then luring me in with the murky tricks of ages..
Then I would become the isolated lunatic, ready to be set aflame...

In a world of failures, I was bound to become a sparkle of dust..
I was bound to obey the entropy, but it wasn't supposed to be an implosion..
It wasn't meant to end this soon when the span threaded the shroud for 5 times longer...

Now, at the verge of the ferocious flames, I wished for a chance to count my keens..