Cantankerous
Curmudgeon
Why am I so

Angry
Argumentative
I don't know

Shit happens
What you see
What you get


Withdraw

Darkness creeps
Remorse
Disgust
Plunging
Deeper
Deeper
Spinning
Out of control


Mind

Devoid of color
No visible light
Only black
Deafening quiet
Reality
Out of grasp
Collapsing
Ambition lost
Purposes unclear
Alone
Cringe
So alone
No one understands
Not even me
Will they ever
Will I ever

 
Unknown
 
Soul
Disintegrating
Cinders
Cast to the wind
Released
Weightless
Purified
Tranquil
Freedom
Clarity
Pain free
Irrevocable
Rest
Dust to dust