The Antagonist’s Call

They’ve collapsed
All around
Whispered
Or screamed,
I love you’s
I hate you’s
This must be a dream,
Can’t find stock,
Truth
Or belief
So I’ll erase all the stars
To gain some relief.

They hang heavy
Choking
Constricting the lungs
Haunting gaiety
With the things that you’ve done
Hollow replays
Structured oblivion
Painting harsh strokes
That hides all your frays.

Wind up declaration
Of freedom that’s cheap
But ignore the suggestions
That it’s nothing but weak.
The cacophony erupts
Spilling the blood
Boiling the rocks
That once saved you
From floods.
Temptation swaddles –
A frog in a slow boiling pot
Severs the truths
From widening times
Illustrates reasoning
As an escapee caught.

Tell me the language
That allowed it to fall.
Why do you answer
That antagonist’s call?