Mired in madness
Subsumed in sadness
Buried here forever
Lost to blackness
Dinnertime
I’ll never
go back
there
againThey
can all
just get
to fuckI’ve no
desire
to talk
to themAs with
my heart
they’ve
ran amuck
Indelible
The words
I write
may well
be starkFor they
are made
to leave
their markUpon your
weak and
thready
heartForever
