Surreal Atrocities

The damage has been done
Listen to the cries of turmoil
As the day continues to rain
You can hear the vocal violence

Silence the crowd
Words fall short of sound
As the loudest of men
Become speechless

Lack of breath is what swept me away
As I wallow helpless in this surreal atrocity
With night approaching, we all become vulnerable
Everything seems to move slower

As time drifts apathetically
To great the dawn
As the new day begins
The effort to live becomes none