capricous

spinning
one turns
try to run
easier said than done
rub the bottle
appear dear genie
save one from this doom one is seeing

this face of fear
see how it never fades
leaving its imprint on the face
beg again for it all to be gone
fuck the pain away
make it all die
push hard
push fast
snap
break through
watch the withered host turn to dust
blow in the wind
hear it cry
tears slowly drip
fall from the sky
make it end
make it fast
force it out to make it back
return again
back in black
shead everything of worth
pelt lying lifeless
choked up
need saving
hold out for a hero
damsel in distress
flailing arms
petrified cries

pull close

pull slow

finally seeing

one has retired for said night
peak a boo
try to find one
the intentions being true
remove the mask
the helmet and visor
see no fearful face
turn to a mirror
catch that glimpse
notice why one was

abandoning power
strength of the hour
pain from holding on
tears in eyes
soul softly dies
turning to flee
spinning