Afraid to live

rew4er2nail

Chinks of light filter

thru pitchblack emotional prison

vestigial shadow figure hunkers,

an atrophied, mortified, petrified old man

implacable self destructive nemesis

birthed in league pitiful human shambles,

his abysmally forlorn existence

scotched, sabotaged, severely short changed

agonizing depression tortures psyche

family abandoned nsync,

entrenched self cannibalization

devastating vicious feedback loop

exhaustedly drained kith and kin

unconditional, unbridled, unalloyed... love,

no longer spouts, issues, gushes... profusely

familial fountainhead ceased functioning

dry as lovely bones

analogous to fossilized remains

once robust sibling affections,

in toto once dogged sisterly doting

twisted beyond recognition

ditto daughterly acclamation,

adoration, affection, appreciation...

on par with courtly

majestic Fontainebleau

once regaling Francis I (16th century king),

nothing but absolute zero bondage

shackled to solitary confinement

imprisoned impenetrable fortress invisible,

yet...ineradicable as

strongest Earthly material

isolation wrought since...

yours truly begat life in utero

punctuated when obstetrician

pronounced "it's a boy!"

 

Unbeknownst to very
short lived carefree being
neurological, mental, libidinal... flaws

would spell disaster

spanning scores of years

majority of existence (mine)


participation buzzfeeding livingsocial

shuttered within inaccessible dungeon

surrounded by deepest known moat,

within which flourished fearsome beasts

turned rogue, and conspired

assassination (not yet successful),

whereby one poker face


(born that way)

wretched soul condemned
to psychological abomination

forbidden to terminate

said despicable mortality,

thus suffers life sentence of

yawping, writhing, unnerving... tumult.

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 26th, 2019 16:33
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 27
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