Hollow Thoughts of An Aimless Man

I cannot withstand This wretched vulgar place A monument to my distaste Compressing my lungs cursed by dysania Tones of torment I now create Barricaded by boundless hurt Fragments of me bound & burnt Cynical plans flooding my thoughts Images of this

My shadow has consumed me and now all light passes through In one ear and out the other salvation dissipates when I think of you Standing at the point of no return I came to find myself Hesitating and looking back on a life guided by a hearse Beating