Virulent Transmissions

Another midnight conversation
 With the pipes on the ceiling commences
 An anamnesis of the endless torment I endured
 Whilst heading back in the same direction
 Subconsciously begging for more
 I tried to embody everything that you revere
 But I just didn't meet the status quo
 And I try to make it look like I'm okay by spitting virulent words
 But these venomous, vile verses can only convey so much
 Attempt to rewire my state of mind
 As worms breed in the cavities where blood once flowed
 This is a sonnet of a man-made psychopath
 So here's to everyone I've lost, including myself
 Chronically decayed from the inside out
 I dangled from that one strand of hope
 That you severed like a knife through a rope
 And this recurring thought process will rape my mind
 Till it bleeds from every orifice
 But I'm still breathing
 I'm still retching through corrupted lungs
 And into this abyss
 I will fucking descend