Agony is firm,
eternal, pure and clear,
it's quite good friends with Patience,
and comes from Yesteryear.
It lounges at your bedside,
and curls up by the fire,
it follows you to market,
and bed when you retire.
Agony is lazy.
It doesn't do a thing.
It stays beside you always,
and doesn't mind time's sting.
You might just think it breaks you,
or shatters through your mind,
but Agony's not Fury,
it left the heat behind.
See, people think it's vicious,
they think it wants them dead,
but it only really wants,
to live inside your head.
It simply stays in place,
and lets you ponder it,
til there is nothing else,
and your soul just ******* splits.