The Bottom, Found.

reeferchiefreeferchief Posts: 3,569
Sitting alone
heart tore open
wondering if
his world was broken
the noise reverberated
as the glass shattered
off the floor
the echo viscious
shrades splintered
through the waves
his life dissmantled
before his own eyes
and in his depths
just himself to despise

this moment of clarity
realising there was nothing
no others charity
just his own mind
sunken below society
the grasp relenquished
anonimity found
this barron wasteland
he was king of
specks of dust gathered
to see their leader
an empty vessel
shallow to the grain
nothing remains
but the feeling of loss.
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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