Pain stabs at my brittle bones

I trudge through the hellscape

Coffee tastes bland

Compliments weigh on me like stones

There is no escape

I am stuck in a barren wasteland

A knife to my chest I now take

I plunge it in praying I don’t wake...

A sharp swift crack

The letters halt their unending march

Wiped away in a streak of black

A line of lead in a sweeping arch...