Confession

I’ve been angry Trying to settle a score What was the transgression? I don’t know anymore But the rage is no more I’ve been sad Mourning something not even lost Truth be told I just gave up I was drawn by the self pitying allure But the tears are drier than ever before Now I am just hollow Emptying myself of substance Corruption needs a medium To spread its toxic mycelium The hole is open claiming all that I know