Each paranoid delusionRuins any progress I makeTo trusting peopleAnd it'sAccurate enoughThat I don't stopHaving them.Weird scenes insideThe coal mineAnd the silenceOf a soulSerenading itselfWith Solipsism.I can hear you talkingWhen you shut your mouth,Disorienting truth.

Black as ichor,Dark as night. I rot alone. Sloth andApathyDefine me. They bind me inThis space. Festering in my Stewing juices,Fermenting  inFailure. I am poisonAnd this life I liveIs a heavy metal.Pooling in my veins.