Chains and Anchors

The time was setting into my skull.
The date was embedded into my brain.
These days were a lot harder than I had imagined them to be,
And I have weighed in far more than the wait.
Though I am a face worth painting,
I cannot be a face worth for saving.
The ugly truths behind the eyes of a wolf,
The pains of a hunger so angry I cannot feel anything.
I have always been an impatient client of this world's ugly trended business.
There have been many times where scars became permanent,
While other wounds healed.
Some would call the ways of the flow different.
Perhaps this is emotion in motion,
How do you feel?
Still I remain in place,
Thinking of what next to say.
I am speechless for the world took my breathe away.
They took my passions,
They soiled my pride.
They beat me inside,
And the timing was right.
A citizen of need.
A governor of want.
The plague tried to swipe me,
To me it was just another day in the swamp.