today,
i feel nothing
but the cruel torment of my hearts lament,
heavy like a stone,
in the void of my chest,
i try, but to no avail
to free myself
from the slow sadness
of resistance.
perhaps,
i feel,
i even want death,
as a means of escaping from it
this lonely title role
for which i am not meant
threaded to my shadow,
coiled like a serpent,
draining me to vacancy
despair can only produce an outcome,
if in it i find some understanding,
and there is none~