Humanity Poem by mystery writer

the darkness consumeth the light I so long for
The deepness of a conversation turn sour
Crinkling the noses of others as one would do to a foul smell
A rotting corpse laid out at their feet
And in their manner they look apon it with annoyance
And bother no sympathy for a human being such as ones self?
The darkness trembles at my wrath
Letting light in as it does so
The terrified eyes calm me none
As the slaughter begineth in my head
Limbs of these horrible creatures flying round the room
But then I feel horrified of ones self
Seeming as heartless as my own foes
I shrink back into the darkness for fear if seeing myself in the light
A corpse
No doubt
That upturns and crinkles noses with annoyance and bother
No sympathy for a human such as thine self
Yet temptation still ringeth in my ears
As the morn aproaches
Yet still another day among the heartlessness of humanity