Casting shadows
only to find
I am the shadow
A mass of darkness
plagued upon me
like a damned curse
To what do I owe
the unwanted pleasure
of the company of pain
My heart is cold and grotesque
like the inside of a morgue
Embalm my soul to preserve it
Does life find a fascination
in placing me in a disturbed corner
little does it know I embrace solitude
Never shall I shed this sickness
it shrouds me, like a mausoleum
never seeing the light of day
I only have one burning question
How long must I endure the suffering?
I can not bear much more of the insanity









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