Putting you into words would be like trying to define a colour exactly. You differ with shade and shadow, Narrowed as I searched.
Arrowed I cannot pin-point you Although reminded of quite a few, Such burdens upon a heart's view Of this fine world given.
We are struck, caught and stricken In this I am left sicken, sickening cascading defeat
In definition I cannot, You've taken all in just one shot. A brief moment so slick and skilled, That is how you struck and killed.
Killed my state of mind. But fret not for it was kind, I am now set to experience freely
See, this is the opening of a new me.