Sight sky, scud with no silver lining.

Sound with waves, yet eardrum hear not

Hallowed by sadness and joy I pined.

 Blood boiling bravely as I in pot 

My head is highly heavy, can’t stand still 

My pain is viral throughout the body system.

Flesh so weary and numb to even take a pill 

Waiting to be decomposed in the ecosystem.

That is a role I am destined to play 

Mentally damaged, wicked by the world

The world never intended to stay.

Encouraged by pain that has grown so bold.

Hence I shall live with fastidious pain 

Broken worse within with none to gain.