awaiting the punishment

I feel no heat
I see no light
I hold no love
I sing no song
I believe no truth
I desire no tomorrow
There is bitterness within
I butter my bread with it
every time I take a breath
There is sickness deep
inside my marrow
Break my neck and ingest it
My heart is always collapsed
So drink the blood and be filled
With everything I’ve tried to hide
These words
are my dying confession
I am going away
Climbing down the dungeon
To rest my head on a rock
And await the coming storm