Dark and Painful
Beaconing, it isn't at the end of thy tunnel
Lifeless, my shame has been said and done
Wither, my guilt is cracking into a funnel
Parts fall into the abyss without the sun
I've never been able to die and succumb
Seductive indulgence is a shameful escape
Breathing, the emissioned air is cold and numb
So anti-social my faithful penalty molds a shape
Claw at a wall and still find a boredom devour
Thinking of what's to come but feed from hunger
Yesterday cut me short, as I stood in the shower
Brain damage from the constant downpour and thunder
Screaming to a face of disease, the fetus has power
Dark and painful this child was born
Under anxiety the soul was torn.
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