O, woe is me.

Tried and tried to change myself into becoming something I never was that I've forgotten who I really was, who I really was meant to become. Chances and opportunities I have dwindled and disregarded, paths made easy but I went astray, ignored the signs and banished the light, opting instead to dwell in the darkness. For too long I have been dwelling with the sewer rats, for too long have I crawled amongst them that I have forgotten how to walk. I have become the rotting corpse that nourishes them, and I have no one to blame except myself. Severed connections to the source of all good and now I find myself isolated.

My quest for good is gone, replaced instead by infinite lust. My mind weak, narrow, fickle and my desires unceasing and shallow. I have become a slave to my desires, systematically destroying everything I worked to gain, everything I held dear. I comprehend little and accept everything, I ceased all control just to become a part of them - these drooling, stupid morons who couldn't tell right from wrong, justice from injustice, these people of sense who realise not that they're the most deaf, most dumb, most blind of all creatures that roam, willingly accepting every little morsel of lie and deceit, offering their own, these farcical figures who know nothing beyond their own wants and luxuries.

I am no better - nay! I am worse. I had the foresight, the ability to comprehend, the ability to escape this prison of avarice, but still I said no, choosing to become a part of all this rancid filth.

So here I am, a boat going against the current, a ridiculous sailor lost in a storm as the dark skies loom, pathetically laying here waiting for the waves to engulf me.