Taken

That time when all you want is gone in time,
amongst the stars,
and there's no rewind.
The hills climb,
alive,
and you,
you drown from inside.
The vines are drawn,
increasingly growing,
your kind is vicious while I'm unknowing.
This feeling,
fragmented.
These feelings,
damaged.
Unbelievably spoken are gracious tokens.
You're the one of treacherous focus.
You've taken over,
controlling.
Let loose of your hold,
please let go.
Sick and unworthy,
undeserving.
And who will care of
the filthy,
delicate burdens to bear.