Descension is obligatory. I never set out to eradicate. But I contain with a selfish grip, To crush all I cannot fix. All my toys are broken now. All my pets are dead. Rectified in contradiction, Suitably de-conformed. Nullified. I'll crawl amongst the thought debris, Contemplating the underlying bleakness of function. Responses are called for and will be imparted. When all the threads are snapped, The virulence will be tapped. Meet me in silence, Sink in sadness. Unfix this façade. f** this grey smiling life. The base coat is black. I will find the centre of this pain, And wrap myself in its heart.