I'm holding to it,
but it crumbles like sand.
Its more transcendent than i thought,
more damaging than i sought.
I never saw that coming,
It came and i fell to my knees.
Foolish seeker,
too late i realized.
Caught in the reigns of a unnatural,
very classical of me.
It constricts my veins,
the pressure's building up.
Can my heart take it?
Can i survive?
Blood gushes out,
vaporizing red all over.
Too late the realization,
of the tumor.
Exceeding sublime,
Matter not quite.
It transformed naive,
and stabbed back triumphantly.
Deathly battle so sour.
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