nothing gained

indigo shadows follow incognito.

hunger stalks pity
satiating nil.

virtue falters to vanity
counting newly gained
limbs from a leper.

good will reeks resentment
coyly cloying
innocent swallows.

a shallow feeling

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.

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you will want to

we never said leave.

we only asked when you would?

you are weak.

or so you say,

we know

the reason why

is solely ours:

but you know that.

you can always stay

though you don’t belong.

you can count on us

to help you go.

One day,

you will leave and

it will be,

it will be because

you want to.

we always want you

to want that

as well.