"Perpetual Demise"

Love reaches not the arms of a coward
lying impotent in passion and devotion
Unable to flourish-
he flees for cover

His commander is fear
His loathing is self
Unseen in suffering
he strangles his gasping breath
Cries are muted
as he absorbs unwed tears

A coward dies innumerable deaths
a self-inflicted and perpetual demise
as he annoints the blade
in a vile abortion of-
sanctity