You introvert, peering from the inside out, All that is unguarded, you subvet! Tell me, what’s it all about. Lost within yourself, a kingdom of your reign, Rectitude on a shelf, victims down that lewd drain. What do you see from the secret world deep in there? Are you free, or entrapped by a coercive snare? A feeling so deep and robust, Along those walls you creep, feeding upon that evil lust. Where do you go? Is it on your own accord Do you know or are you taken by all which has been absorbed. Your own sensations are the sum of your worries The past cremations pile high in all your stories. Along the dusty floor, slithering like the insane Get out before you choke in aguishing pain. Is the high of it to good a taste, What you leave dry and discard like waste? The energy and vim you helplessly consume Makes you lifeless and dim, like living in your own private tomb.
Reason for writing:
Oh..I don't know. I guess I was chiefly concerned with my own thoughts.
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