Comment"The Siege Within"
In times of war, you hunger for my form,
Desiring flesh, a thing I won't bestow.
I push and shove, yet find my efforts torn,
Who'll hear my plea, who'll stop this endless woe?
Amidst the clamor, chaos, noise so loud,
Encompassed by your grasp, I'm trapped in fear.
I cannot flee your clutches, though I'm cowed,
You rend the threads, my boundaries disappear.0%
