Been stuck here for ages,
when shall I ever give out?
Seems like deep bruise
or maybe a scar that adds.
All day long;
I give credits to shallowness of
my bosom,
a hole dug right extensively;
No love neither mercy nor rest
Floundering helplessly while
Stertuous respiration dwells
constantly close to the marsh,
deserted by my only friend.
Anxious at most to the highest level
has taken charge wholesomely.
Destitude reigns
as alike,'The Reign of Terror';
Where the victim at present
lays...