Rendering

I want to just be delivered
from a life so ever slivered
diced into such small pieces
hope this relentlessness ceases

For the challenges of the day
make me swallow all that I say
choke on the jagged words
while I follow these prosaic herds

Unable to heal this deep rift
as I march lockstep to the cliff
approach its looming edge...
now questioning my pledge

A battle between me, myself and I
with no hope of discovering why
I am not who I still long to be
cast adrift on an existential sea

Tossed about upon the waves
above all these watery graves
where I buried my past versions
along with this lamest diversions