System Failure

...shutting down.

 

the wordless keen of rising fury

ignites what's left of me that's sane

and the poison of this loathing

seethes and roils in my veins

'neath the weight of this frustration

all the bright things start to splinter

my heart, in the resulting darkness,

cast into the harshest winter

desolation quick to follow

as the fires gutter low

leaving all devoid and hollow

with my dignity in tow.