Sight exposed, a wake to no sun..
Life at speed, an awakening of one..
Different, the gazes to a soul, dark in shun..
Calm, a pain mutual to none..
Shrieks of fun..
Deserted, the lost son..
Drained to an awakening, torn in burn..
Triggered, a flow towards the depressed, pitched in relief, from blood, by the gun..
Eternity in dark, blooded species, done..
The unwanted, in birth of a life, far from won..
Beings of the norm, blinded, grasps distant from learn..
Mental, ordeals of a journey, spent in run..
~Alby.
Triggered 