Chasm

Deep inside the Earth, there is no wind
No sounds as sanity slowly dwindles
The mind explores the confined space
And so quickly it feels lost and out of place

Fingers move to touch the wretched face
Exploring the grooves and scars, scattered
Memories of a past that doesn't feel so distant
The body doesn't remember what is now absent

Hating to live, hating to be, stuck in a chasm
Crying, shaking, moved only by the infrequent spasm
Surrounded by stone walls yet feeling all alone
And feelings grow dull and low as the mouth emits a moan

Scourged by the envy of a simpler mind, feeling lost in time
Making the fire grow brighter would just waste a rhyme
There's no absence from the past, drugs won't suffice
For a life in a self-imposed, self-ordinated ritual sacrifice

The sorrow of a better life that died in the egg is too much to bear
Hibernation is the only choice as suffocation slowly overtakes
Afraid of light, content of submission to the darkness that lays there
Final breaths are fruitlessly spent repairing the mind that breaks.