A tremor of apprehension,
-Of my position to date,
Ramshackles my insides,
In a world depressed.
Ghastly I action,
My efforts into effects,
But, aghastly,
-Not with laxity,
But with sinews taut,
I staved off,
The line to a future oiled,
And my body sizzled,
In a pot derision.
It is heart-rending,
-Mind-boggling!
To my heart serrated,
And my mind jagged,
Of my wishes blocked,
In the world doomed,
Of its stores shattered
And my posture besieged,
By soldiers bellicose,
For a war beleaguer
And now I feel sinking,
In a world of depression.
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