Discontent blossoms
Through these frail
Withering floorboards

Contorted
Slithering
Skewering the quiet
And haggard sliver of home

These roots never tire
They steamroll on
Laying claim
To the final few
Morsels of hope

Rapture
My beleaguered
And former state

Is wrung
To its last
Each hour
I fall away from courage