a shallow feeling ferments
sight a contemptuous slit
smileless lines align to enclose
a sharply curling serpent worm.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
You know what would be good right now?
An end.
Yeah, an end.
so i have to never
contemplate all the misery spent
on thinking how much longer?
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
how much longer?
until i finish appeasing
the baleful twisted victors…
until finally someone admits
the foundation’s breaking…
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I must be buried alive
fully rotting already
feed upon the very hate that
seeps from my inescapable trap.
intotheindigo 
Stirring.
wow, so beautifully written…and your melancholic voice speaks out very well…:)