Slowly burning in my own hell,
Wish I had someone to assist in my escape,
The future is dim and littered with contusions,
All the good is beyond many sunsets,
Never nearing the ending,
Reminders of my useless absorption,
How it looks from the outside,
Avarice, an understatement,
My every want is handed to me with no complication,
This isn’t me,
Circumstances are essential,
An unfair affair,
Guilt overwhelms me,
Seeing the likes of repentance for ridiculous matters,
Why generate shame for every object bestowed to me,
Such a burden I’ve suddenly become,
An unjust judgment to which I am indignant.