today's morbid poetry corner

[sponsored the the word "state"]

entity of the state
from being an entity of the state
all porcelain, shading my true fate
becoming an enemy of that self-same state
a sludged-concrete vassal, to direct its hate

from years of keeping still and sighing
aeons hiding my sanity
i've come out and shot myself
i'll pay now for my vanity

i'm drawn like a fly
into their grey feast
they let me eat myself alive
they wait and watch
with eyes gleaming like ice
to be hung up, torn up, and drunk
by the mad, blind beast

ugly state
i don't quite feel like smiling
not right now, not today
neither do i feel like rhyming
i just gave my whole world away

all was bright, now no longer shining
my whole new soul sold out and iced
my head deep down into the fray
signing off on my decline
wasting a decade sacrificed

deep in desperate hour of ire
and all because i could refuse
to keep my promise to myself
to be honest and remain a liar