Sordid Tale
it was a story to remain untold
stuck and forever rotting
within the confines of my mind
this lovesick dependency on
what could not support
was the secret i lay hidden in my heart
this affair with chemical indifference
blackening and dizzying
was what brought me a sense of fictitious
control and respite
so once again i must retell my tale
to the bare few that will listen
a question of acceptance and sanity
constantly tugging the depths of
my labyrinth of a head
and i must remind myself
that an alternate ending was not
in my fate
instead i am a fairytale
written to doomsday blackthorns
that i planted myself
