Probing a voiceless void

Pearching for a closure

Poisoned tentacles from the past

Are tumbling fumbling closet

Mood set

On full scale regret

Peaking an all time low

Distorted pattersn no sight with this lantern

But a bleak recollection of something undone

banished vanished presence

Of the unspeakable secretive kind

The uttermost shame is its essence

The septic transforms the shellshocked and blind

nightmare released a terrible disease

Lurking behind a thin wall of sleep

The jail-bars of a stigmatized keep

Across the [bad word] layers

tricky haze of control

Beyond matter the untouchable scatter

The cracks are beginning to show

Small gaps out of time with riddles entwined

Looking over my shoulder for some kind of cover

All I can find to bring peace of mind

Is that this bloodstained route

Will carry the strangest of [bad word] 
Not to turn away tainted

But look into the deep and weep

Hibernation [bad word]