Far delayed

It will get better
the stain of life
rots deep inside you,
our armoured selves
they stroll
unaligned,
plucking the chaos
from marred paths of danger
A mosquitoe bite
here
with butterfly sting
Once upon
I was your everything
No band aid
for blue
or blackened sight
The tar hits
the goalpost
The jury becoming
A face with no features
becomes more unbecoming
Did i see you
Or was it winters harp
A samurai
My lazy lid
untriumphed eye
The patent
that the world shouldn't
cross
for they would fast become
just one of us
Bitesized pain
with bullet shock
Latching doors
And angry clock
Do i hide
away the spade
Or rebuild a world
thats
far
delayed