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.