I view myself

In a distant mirror

At the far end of a dark tunnel

A tunnel of terror

An echoing tremor

Of fear, hate and judgement.

I hear myself

I'm a floating rumour

Of ruthless spite and malice

I don't need a drink

To quench my thirst

The tears fill up my chalice.

I face myself

Then run for cover

Oh what have I done to deserve this?

My girlfriend's retarded

The boss disregarded

My years of loyal service.

My sleep's been stolen

My eyes are swollen

The apples turned black and stale

I've lost my mind

As I try to find

What I want; but to no avail.

Far, far from sane

Darn, darn the pain

Tar-tarnishing my soul

Come, come O death

Numb, numb my breaths

Take, take me to your abode.

On second thought-

What has death got

That I haven't already gone through?

Relax, Satan

And stop waiting

Life's done your job for you.