Lonely Man

Sing, lonely man, of your heart breaking and your blood cooling to ice. Of successes that arent yours but failures that are. Are you not scared? You weep more often than you sow. Miserable, lonely man who doesn't know what he's been made for. Puppet skin pulled taut over robot flesh. Big brown eyes with no vision in sight. Take pride in your shame lonely man, for you are one of many to walk down this path believing that you are alone. Suck on your ripped gums, the taste of iron blood staining your tongue red with cold hard profanity and disbelief. You, lonely man, make yourself lonely and wallow in chasms of fecal self pity of your own making. You are cold and blind in the middle of the sun but you cling to spontaneity for sanity and a sense of purpose. Take your lonliness, lonely man. And wrap yourself in it. It's the only thing of substance you have left.

Meh

I'm going to cheat a bit today. This is it for the warm up. Sorry. My day just went left really quickly. I hope you enjoy this next one.