Perpetual torment of my soul
The Hole with no glow… shimmer… whatever…
Sinking..clawing..SCREAMING…for a single insect to hear
dying to nurture and feed the kinder…only sustenance extinct..
nobel and Strong only fading like a dream from my hair
Sick and black my only gift from the hole that resembled a man with a soul
or something
simply offering all I have to the starving offspring….
NOTHING
exhausting the means to provide and protect is worse than a judas death…

“dear lord, we payed for this lack of food ourselves so….
thanks for nothing!!!!”