(untitled II)

Sit right down, no don't get up,
Just lay there like a hump.
Too much effort it is to stand and jump,
Your talents are lost now to this dump.

Left this world to hide away,
Hidden from view is where you'll stay.
Joy and cleansing you will feign,
Here forever you will lay.

Old and forgotten days fill your mind,
Memories of good times you'll never find.
Waste away here till the end of time,
Wallowing in your filth like common swine.

There's no joy left in this life,
Appear so alone in your mind's strife.
Too lazy to use at the end this knife,
Too weak to tell your loving wife.

Here you sit to stop the pain,
But Hell will bring it all the same.
Unless you fix and straighten like a frame,
You'll be all there is to blame.