withdrawing from the light
vanishing to the dark
i tear the book
page by page
and consume myself
in quiet rage
inch by inch
closer to the grave
caught in the maze
my final escape
incohernece unintelligible inhuman voices
fill my hand in random noises
i quietly bear witness to my slow decay
and remember of once when it was day
sarcasm and the cold my only friends
here i go world waiting for this end