Crumbling - Yautja

The foundation is crumbling

I have nowhere to stand

Immune to no one

Was this part of your plan?

Not a word was spoken

You’ve said so much

You’re going nowhere

Let go of your crutch

Revel in the darkness you despise

Lightning strikes, twice

Ignore the pain behind your eyes

In feverous plight

On my hands and knees

Bathe in purgatory

A call;

reply

Without a whimper nor cry

My light that never goes out

Has all but lost its flame

Flailing limbs

Losing faith