Till The Day I Rest Comments

Cute and enduring is this you.

Slowly I am dissolving into a wreck The hideous pain and petulance festers...this condition is the worst. To seem to be free yet encaptivated within unable to loosen the chains so crippling, killing me within every time i lie again serving the dark dungeon. A very saddest state one has.

Lovely dark poem, rhyming, priming, timing for killer punch...the last line, the refrain of the poem. Excellent all round.