I trudge on
I try to go forward.
Everyone has it in their mind that above all
we must move forward.
I feel weighted,
burdened and uncouth.
I wish I were grounded,
yet my feet sink deeper into the soot and soil,
I can feel the vermin dancing along my toes
the alleyways of my phalangeal webs becoming nightlife hotspots for the unsocial critters,
whose only friends are the decomposing dead.
I can’t breathe.
A self asphyxiation which brings me no pleasure,
restriction of the lungs is always fun in due time when a ****** is promised,
but there is no redemption waiting for me in this final act.
I trudge on
Unwillingly I push forward.
Yet with every step I take it becomes a deeper reality,
I feel the cold vines dripping in slime creep up and onto my shoulders
Adhering to me like tar to paper.
If I shouted,
If I did my best to produce a primal and shrilling scream,
would you answer?
Would you be there to cut through the insatiable adhesion,
the horrific monstrosity tattooing itself to my skin?
Yes…..I trudge on..
But before I go...Just know,
I loved every ******* minute of it
Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
I trudge on
I try to go forward.
Everyone has it in their mind that above all
we must move forward.
I feel weighted,
burdened and uncouth.
I wish I were grounded,
yet my feet sink deeper into the soot and soil,
I can feel the vermin dancing along my toes
the alleyways of my phalangeal webs becoming nightlife hotspots for the unsocial critters,
whose only friends are the decomposing dead.
I can’t breathe.
A self asphyxiation which brings me no pleasure,
restriction of the lungs is always fun in due time when a ****** is promised,
but there is no redemption waiting for me in this final act.
I trudge on
Unwillingly I push forward.
Yet with every step I take it becomes a deeper reality,
I feel the cold vines dripping in slime creep up and onto my shoulders
Adhering to me like tar to paper.
If I shouted,
If I did my best to produce a primal and shrilling scream,
would you answer?
Would you be there to cut through the insatiable adhesion,
the horrific monstrosity tattooing itself to my skin?
Yes…..I trudge on..
But before I go...Just know,
I loved every ******* minute of it