Hang my head in disbelief
Of all I stand to lose –
Lingering thoughts my enemy,
Dangling like a noose.

And should I choose to listen,
They will consume me whole –
And so I shut myself out
So they cannot grab hold.

It’s in this dark that I now dwell –
It’s in this dark, I thrive;
Eschewing thoughts of what I held
That made me feel alive.

I grasp the bitter poison
That’s promised me respite –
To drown out all the stimuli
And welcome in the night.

Behold this desolation
As the bodies pile up,
And feel the life escape your neck
As its juices fill my cup.