Desolation

My head feels heavier with all the guilt
An unending remorse of I know not what
And a constant prick is wearing me down
To squinching eyes and troubled thought.
I look for reason and find only voids
Unending, unknown voids amidst the
Dense of my pondering
And the dense folds of my head
Peaks and hills that I dare not tred.
The cranium holds a greater weight
As my mind turns to stone.
My latent incapacities
Shreak me down to every bone.
And I wonder why my head hurts
I wonder why I bleed, within.
Why I try and try but fail again
And start and end with sheer nothing.
The eyes now render scarlet
And scars taint the yellows with red.
My sleep is stolen, shadows broken
And I sink too deep in all my dread.
Rescue me from desolation.