I find the strength to carry on,
This cloak of ashes I must don.
I see no reason for my shame,
The innocence of shadowed fame.
I still continue to exist,
Embittered anguish won't desist.
I've wandered into sorrow's lair,
This putrid essence, my nightmare.

Crushing angst and battered trust,
I'm breaking through the weakened crust
Of esoteric violence,
Naiveté my first offence.
I feel the flesh crawl off my bones,
Faith and hope are throwing stones.
I crouch behind a shield of fright,
Can't still the force of guilt's cruel bite.

Emotional defeat is nigh,
They won't regret, nor give a sigh.
No one supports the foul pariah,
They're lining up to build the pyre.
'Watch the outcast's pleas be wasted,
Our blind wrath he has but tasted.
Shout with glee, his spirit's torn,
Pray to God no more be born!'

My heart and mind cannot be severed,
Apologies won't be delivered.
My maze of feelings can't be left,
Labyrinthine thoughts but point bereft.
My instinct to survive, untouched.
How foolish to believe so much!
My will has drained beneath the ground,
Despair was never so profound.

No use to society,
No hell but my own.
No excuse for piety,
Chaos finds a home.
I bear the stench of victory,
My innocence weeps still.
No prize on earth is worth my pain,
I've endless time to fill.

Tearing out all sanity,
Twisted cold profanity.
Forbidding, empty words of calm,
Don't promise that there won't be harm.
Know now that all is complete.
Avoid the blistering, harsh heat
That sears us to morality,
Reminds us our mortality.

Brightly coloured accusations,
Bursting through my world of sky.
Watch and laugh at indignation,
Slash and burn the why!
Squashed into a steel coffin,
Now we're all alone.
No use to society,
Now this hell's our own.