Slow procession
Drips and drops of thought
First a name
Phrases here or there
A smile just caught
So easily adjusted
Fitting into the routine
Did you plan
To just quietly invade?
My thoughts have conceded
You step closer to succeeding
Coming closer
To the final battle
Inch by inch
Scars from another
Fade away
As I start to forget
You start to replace
Another name
I never noticed
That my world
Was overturned
And I let you
Just Invade
