CrushMe

There's a time and place

To crush me.

Please at this time

Don't crush me

Hold up my throat 

With revisions of the future.

Crushing is inevitably a descent

To nothing more than pitiful

Live the life once loved.

Try to breathe 

The breaths once took

And now try for more

Lay down your arms.

Show at the slightest

A discrete mercy undertaking

But no, show nothing

Climb climb climb 

But I could never reach the top

Not with the strings of my master.

Fake my motions

Quench my thirst

Only to not fill me up.

Hold your words

But keep me spewing

What absorbed me intently.

What held me from breaking

Like pieces played young

Like the ones you crumbled

Untamed eyes engulfed

By this violent river.

Starting the flow's rapid stream

But only to always return merciless

Complete my dissatisfaction

At the sight of your being.

Don't rush from this silence
Now I wait for it...

Crush me