Doomed

Oh black veil of depression envelop me not.

Silence rewards her with sorrow moribund to rot.

A beast that hath scorned is a beast that will know pain.

For I am the beast that karma will burn in misery’s flames.

Purgatory will hold my soul for I cannot leave.

Truth be truth for there are no lies in this self deceit.

I will die wanting more than I ever deserved.

And I will live long stinking here like a putrid evil turd.