Wasting. A poem.

Wasting away for you
It’s the least that I can do

Collapsed into myself
My own considerable hell

Lying here balled and foetal
A fate completely total

Floating in dead space
All oxygen sucked away

Darkness perpetuated
Emptiness encapsulated

Exhausted and beset
Consumed with regret

Wasting away for you
It’s the least that I can do

Published by stevestillstanding

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry, music, movies, comics, books and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

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