How I Died




Slowly, it seeps through the crevices of my soul Shredding bit by bit, my good-humored sufferance Severing my statements like a vicious troll 'Scheming' called, my naive utterance. Leaving me baffled, perplexed, and wide-eyed Losing it all slowly my nectarous self Lapping the venom, I died Lastly, generous heart shrinks to vengeful elf. Envious and spiteful, am fully disguised Each day hiding under shrouds of semblance Eager to be accepted as one of the tribes Exterminating the old to fit in pretense No, I wasn't forced to pick toxicity Now I see, the power to choose was always mine Nitwitted I shoved my joy and felicity Nullifying my entity, to forever pine...   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!