Smothering clouds hold the sunlight at bay while
The raven’s scream cuts deep
in my soul.
Spirit sinks low in a
bottomless pit of despair
Where no one can find their
feet.
Drifting in aimless,
directionless haze.
Shifting position, adjusting
my gaze.
Lift me please from this
impossible maze.
Sifting out options, however
discreet.
Where is my mindset?
Far gone my passion.
Blasted to pieces – a million
and one.
Washed up on beaches as
Fodder to seabirds,
Or left undiscovered to
shrink in the heat.
Tear-stained,
Mind drained of any
compassion,
Weakened to sniffling,
sniveling flesh.
Yield to the travesty.
Abandon logic.
Embrace the comfort of utter
defeat.
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