Speech falls silent
The more words that are spilt, the more hopeless it becomes
The more desperate the need, the stronger the apathy takes hold
And it spirals out of control
Descending into some riotous state
Oblivious to all
And only horror most severe
Could bring the senses to reason
Regret, and despair so great
Make this body of lead
Cognition burns my eyes
The angst pulses, through my veins
Can this malignant realisation be set to forge paths anew?
Or is it just another wound to burn on
Until all hope is rotting in vain?
Contain. Castigate. Abscond. Descend
That old faithful
The whispered promise
Beguiled in doubt
Transparent intent, bereft of substance
And it always comes to this
So let us raise a final glass
To resentment, hostility
To breakdown
To end