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Evil whispers echo through the space behind my eyes
penetrating to the core, they absorb my last drops of youthful exuberance
“it’s safe here, no need for change”
Venomous lies fester and disillusionment sets in
promises of deep meaning, once a cornerstone of blind optimism
shatter and leave me hollowed
succumbing to a vacuum of vapid, vicious despair
Embracing narcissistic impulses, I morph into an enemy of the self
feeding on the missives of false prophets
savage, disingenuous solutions
devouring the barren landscape that once contained my soul
A sordid curtain is draped over the pain and hurt
a decaying shroud of pessimism, pestilence and counterfeit piety
the remaining crumbs of a future once bright, now suffocate, terminal
Charlatan pigs descend upon my thoughts
spreading ideological flatulence at once reviled and absorbed
layer upon layer of deplorable pablum
the evil combination of word and deed poisoning all chance at hope
I retreat toward a river of tainted, shadowy promise
churning – its sinister, sordid current a mirror
reflecting the paternal disregard that spawned such anguish and malaise
My tears of impure intentions dissolve into a vortex of abhorrent truths
realization around countless, irreparable missteps
sowing the seeds of searing shame
I awaken to the fresh taste of failure and rebuke
an evil film on the lips of a dying mensch
cultivating darkness, decay, a dogged despondence
Saving grace cedes to excrement and my empty, guttural musings
drained and exposed like a gasping swamp, the stench of misery and eternal desolation
wafts thick through stale morning air
An agony that knows no bounds intensifies –
“swallow hard, oh miscreant, your journey has only begun”