Your disdain

The bitterness has become a revelation, a recognition of desolation that I have come to appreciate. Wrap me in the comforts of emptiness, where the bleakness renders me numb of mind and absent of thought. Weak in body and unable to endure, I feel like a shell—just a bleeding soul within a lifeless body, left to drift in the world. My fading emotions dissolve, then free me. Vexation and dejection, along with the penitence for my humiliation and the burden of your disdain for me, have now been lifted.