Seeping Dread

Seeping dread, Sad and tattered, In the back of my head, Feeling like the mad hatter, No one knows, But they’re quick guess, I don’t care, They don’t know me best, Leave me be, I beg you, Please, Solitude’s most easy, Yet so depressing, Seeping dread, To wish for death, No a way to live, I have nothing to give, What is your intentions, Don’t search for perfections, For they are not found in me, Please, I beg you, Leave me be, Seeping dread, I am the monster under my bed, Lost in a hole, Indirection taking it’s toll, Please, Release me, From this seeping dread. By, Rasheal l. Timm