Awoken

Will it end?
 My last will to withstand
 Only ruin
 Only sand
 Whispering a final count
 A final hour
 Alas, it is beyond you
 Outside of sense, or burden
 Calmly awaiting the aftermath of our own hell, what we've justified.
 Feasting upon our own guilt,
 til we've realized it's their last dawn, their last song
 We've crystallized a failed excuse
 A regret
 Our worst fears, wilted through yellow air
 Our last years, wasted
 The children's tears
 Unheard again
 No words are spoken
 Yet an iris always holds
 A gaze, awoken
 Til the memory unfolds
 I try to see a light
 Within flame
 Sunburnt destined
 We will fail
 And all that will be left
 Is nothing
 If we fail
 Nothing will be left
 But smoke
 The ends of the earth
 With crumble
 Beneath our feet
 The seas will rise
 As we all fall
 Into their reach
 Suddenly I trust the calm to disperse
 Concerns compelling to rework
 The steps that I take every day
 To solidify or prioritize in a way
 I can't expel or explain
 All I want is change
 Within me
 Mirroring love lost fever dreams
 Timeless sanction
 Endure
 Riveting lightless shadow strings
 Within a sunken core.