Heavy laden are my thoughts burdened with contemplation of users and takers
Diseased with the haves and the have not’s my reality is poisoned by sheer deathly vapors
Ruined by the institution society demanded to seek unfulfilled by lingering desires hidden deep in the shadows
Pretender, I am increasingly becoming weak as I’m trapped in a dark pungent place as if shackled in the gallows
An unmet stranger lurking in the dark waiting to be found and yet passed by once more hidden and forgotten
All too often by lack of pleasure I am bound ugly and unwanted believed to be rotten
Did one not saith ye loved me once upon a time? Now to torture my soul with things no longer allowed to touch
Relieved of all responsibility convinced it’s a victimless crime my apprehension is passion I hold as my crutch
Rendered useless in my blind eye not even able to tear
Left alone wondering why I’m cold and hollow incapable of fear
Still at this juncture to love you and that’s the torment of it as my heart needs to suffer no longer
Pain delivered to the giver in a cold-hearted remit to fill the void that has captured my life I shall conquer
Shell de Toni 