Mercury in Retrograde
Sleep was nothing but a myth;
nightmares ruled the day.
Vocabulary limited to an apology,
strength dwindled beneath
the weight of pity.
It was a slow progression
on broken glass
towards the darkened room;
insidious laughter cackling
from within the demise.
The smell of bullshit and bureaucracy
induced violent convulsions;
the mental walls came tumbling down.