Despite all my rage

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Stuck
Stale air
Stagnet water
- Trapped -

The walls have closed in
A rat in a race
- In a never ending maze -

I volunteered my own dimise
Willfully sold my soul,
I knew there was no talent to waste.

Count my blessings and end this.

Of what use is this rind
Unwanted, uninvited, not needed
Unwelcome
Consuming
Unnerving
Revolting

A let down
Always a disappointment

Finish it
Finish it off!

Burn it and scatter it to the wind!

Let it be lost
And no more hurt.

0 comments: