Deep violet petrichor seeps by my windowsil
Catching my throat, with its sharp distaste
Dimly lit memories of yesterday
How are you supposed to pave the way forward in life?
With each day spent decaying
There's no real choice in the matter

I've become so familiar with the idea
An eventual early end, of giving up
Most days I sit here, empty
Evidently I know I should do more

Dazed and confused, willingly creating a worse off life
Leaving all crucial needs, doomed and dreary

A faint glimmer, shrivelled hope
I want to find my home, relinquish all of my ambition
Conclude all that's left in my life
Take my place amongst the rot and live forevermore

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