Morbid Irony

While I lay here Staring my fate Square into obscurity Left with nothing but promises Of forgotten grandeur Leaving behind epic depths Of visions Illusions Confusions, beyond credibility A string of events one could not forsee Refusal to uphold unrealistic And idealistic states of abstraction Thus bringing us lucid and coherent Understandings of the truth Perhaps revealing consummate contentment No more resentments Of past discontentment These vast extents of torments Preventing one from ascending Into unending bliss Where the unmerciful bind you Overextending Subdued