Squandering through dark corridors,
engulfed by ageless fear and faceless love,
I am constrained by baseless paradigms,
enslaved to my addictions.
Chained to destructive prejudices,
weighed down by infinite mistakes,
mobility was once my reality,
but freedom only a distant memory.
Shackled to relentless demons,
almost as if out of choice,
I tread deeper into dingy alleys,
to be pleasured by the pain.
Eating its way through my existence,
my bigot feasts on my reason,
and my vices burn through my soul,
until only carbon prevails.
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