Shattered Poem by Cyrus Shelley
Shattered
This bitter grief
Washed o'er my mind;
I cannot breathe,
I cannot hide,
Cannot escape this depthless sea
of blackest bile.
My body aches,
My wounds, they bleed,
The thoughts of death
Seem to be sweet;
I can endure this life of agony
no more.
The soil beneath
Shall ease my pain,
This frozen ground
Shall be my grave,
I shuffle off this mortal coil
not to be born again.
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