Self Induced Solitude

Within this dampened and loathly dungeon    
The inconsolable flicker of plastic lamp stutters ,  
It's inconsistent glimmer cackles and mutters    
A sadistic reminder ; an inaudible percussion    
   
The lurking emptiness , untouched by another    
Stagnant air , merely gracing my tasteless tongue    
A second hand gift to these worn blackened lungs    
Elongating contentment ; my desire left to smother    
   
Calloused vision corroded through monotony    
De-sensitized inhibitors begging for upheaval ;  
Dormant and yearning , for a fresh fun retrieval    
   
Minutes turn to moments; glimpses to unknown hours ;  
While this melancholic portrayal ,amuses and provides
A temporary refuge for my discontent to reside