Winter depression sets in,
every expression arrested
til my wretched essence
resuscitated, resurrected;
or maybe it was just
the stench of my flesh
on the precipice and threshold of death.

I awaken
sweat drenched;
vengeance of my enemy,
my relentless nemesis
the nightmare dreamt memories,
a penitentiary;
prison sentence spent
held in contempt,
solitary confinement
immense emptiness
solidified in icy torment,
cell cemented;
detention condemns.