I plant the seeds of discontent in my garden
hoping beauty will come from them
going to spiteful camp to cut my wrists
put it on a plate for my greedy black cat

Pain is my solitude and my dismay
in this malady of all my pain
I cut so hard into veins
feed that cat my grief

Each mirror I look in confirms to me
it is time to end this pain
poetic suicide
for the dark in me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris