Atrophy

a waste
of filth and decay
left neglected
amongst the ruins
of a used-to-be dream.
once upon a time
in a land of bitter endings
there was nothing left to offer
hollow walls
pressed tighter
a constrictor of
psychological condemnation
and somehow
you are always
at my demise
watching me self-destruct
that condescending smile
perpetually painted on your
emaciated face.

I am the epitome of all things
undone.