less and less

Plastered into this massacre of self

Same old trip wire tripped me up and out

Not even sure what it was I felt

Hurtling on my way deeper down

I left orchids on the side and drifted into nowhere

The earthworms still squirm 

this stretch of grey has taken its toll

Not sure if anything remains at all 

The dirt parted and I sank deeper down

eyes closed and I forced myself to drown

Suffocating blissfully

 I watched the world being taken from me