Traversing fields of misery
A plane of existence where no warmth is found
Endless abyss unfolds before me
Projected by the demons to which I am bound
A cold betrayal
Regurgitates bleak perception
A claw around the ankle to pull me back down
A futile attempt to attain higher ground
Truth contorted with malintention
And spat upon my ashes by venomous tongues
Conflagration meant to ignite disgust
The last of my hopes turned to smoldering dust
Dragged further into my hole of a head
Alone, suffocated by feelings of dread
A paralyzing fear of everyday life
And fixation on the fact that I’m better off dead
No need for sympathy
For I’ve found comfort in my own downfall
No point in recovery
My mind has been scarred, my solace destroyed
I wander aimlessly
All but a shell of my former self
Empty and cold, with no true purpose
Await the exhale of my last breath
Stuck inside this place between
Not wanting to live but too afraid to die
Release from the pain that has ravaged my bones
To finally feel warmth within my unmarked tomb
Reach through empty space
In search of an escape
Closed in walls of black
So cold, so alone
Within despondency
I decay eternally
The path that I have tread
Leads where no warmth is found