Vacancy

All of this occurs in my head Though I feel it in my soul Burning, yearning, contorting! It is unrelenting. Proof? Neigh, it is not external There is nothing to verify me It is all within In the depths The depths of me Come inside, and I will drown you! And you will die. Surely, you are not wretched as me! For if you were, you would be a serpent A repulsive, detestable being! And you would swallow me whole And I would be FREE!