Seeker

The Hungry Id

I am an accustomed lonely person

It seems I should be numb by now

But being long alone it just worsens  

I forbid self ruth but break the vow

Which casts me further down a funk

Into an endless loop it never fails

I eat my noxious woe like a devoted monk

Aggrieved by bane of life\'s travails

A deep gyre calls my name within my head

I crave effetely for a crumb of bliss

I feel secure cocooned and swathed in dread

Absorbed the mind will roam the Id\'s abyss

To those who with their mind become engrossed

Be warned the hungry Id insanely eats its host