Thursday, September 15, 2011

Deep Sorrow

wallowing in deep sorrow
like laying in a pile of shit
makes it difficult to function
even hard to swallow spit
sick to my stomach
just makes the pile bigger
keeping to myself
never knowing what will trigger
the stench just grows around me
i reek of bile and waste
i lay in agonizing grief
a repulsive, nauseating taste
tears won't wash away
no matter how many are shed
can't undo what's been done
can't unsay what's been said
waiting for time to pass
and melt this shit away
my efforts, unproductive 
my shovelling is in vain
i'll stay here for a while
in this unhealthy place
trying to fake the funk
with a fake smile upon my face

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