Simmer life, slowly away.

Sit down ever so forlorn.
spine aches,gourmet bakes.
alas all to do is yawn.

Simmer life away, full boil,
let it drift,let winds shift,
sit alone and let mind, wither and toil.

Dazed, weary, follow regular path too work,
utter "hi", when secretly longing too die,
And torture my soul by being polite too a jerk.

let larynx burn in hell,
it only quivers, buckles and tithers
yes its not me,I'm sure you can tell.

Steal too alleviate monotony,
what has gotten in too me?,
the dark road i followed, only lead too misogyny..

and thats another story.

exit chamber of death,
head home, continuously alone
wish like many for a final breath.

sit with self, or accompanied by one.
Tangled nerves, i don't feel like being here,
mind is away,I'm far gone.

sleep and dream,
all horrors are seen,
in awakening, in wonderment, i utter "why is my soul despicably unclean".