I build up my frustration to the point of overload.
Anger now purges me to the very depths of my soul.
My inner demons torture me with every breath I take.
Washed up in a sea of hate, drowning me in its wake.
Drowning
In the reek of sin
The stench imbued
And lungs suffused
Exiled, inside, in fear.
My eyes are shut, I cannot see,
Clinging to a semblance of emotional security.
f*ck momentary ecstasy, I’ll look beyond the black.
Abandoned into emptiness, I’m never coming back.
Drowning
In the reek of sin
The stench imbued
And lungs suffused