Speech falls silent

The more words that are spilt, the more hopeless it becomes

The more desperate the need, the stronger the apathy takes hold

And it spirals out of control

Descending into some riotous state

Oblivious to all

And only horror most severe

Could bring the senses to reason

Regret, and despair so great

Make this body of lead

Cognition burns my eyes

The angst pulses, through my veins

Can this malignant realisation be set to forge paths anew?

Or is it just another wound to burn on

Until all hope is rotting in vain?

Contain. Castigate. Abscond. Descend

That old faithful

The whispered promise

Beguiled in doubt

Transparent intent, bereft of substance

And it always comes to this

So let us raise a final glass

To resentment, hostility

To breakdown

To end