Love's bled,
Fear's fed,
So full of empty discouragement.

Lazy,
Jaded,
With emotional baggage

Tethered to tension
Smothered by obsession,
Stifled are desires
Damage in a vacuum.

Pulsing in this septic puddle,
Sick and stuck and still to struggle,
As I burn in morbid boredom,
I must purge before I Burgeon

Burgeon purge