MAHORAGA

I CONTINUE ON

I stand here in darkness, no halo overhead.

A shadow in my heart; which houses my golden wheel within its void;

The void in my soul

No wings.

The observant eyes of a hunter; I see the threat before I am harmed;

Preemptive.

A small rotation; Never enough,

To mitigate; always enough to keep me living,

The dread of knowing; No matter how much pain you endure.

There will be no overflow.

It builds, reaching the ceiling and when the pressure is maximized;

The wheel spins.

My ceiling higher;

The pressure still ripping me apart; teetering on the edge of destruction.

This wheel stopping my soul from coming apart,

fractures forming; emanating from my heart.

A glass at the edge of shattering.

I am kept together; forcefully,

By the point mass in my core of darkness.

The pain not even being allowed to leak through the cracks.

I contain it all.

As I continue on;

A Fractured Monster.