Another Lost Cause

Emotional beatings.
Bite my tongue until it’s raw,
no talk,
no stress,
no problem.
Unfulfilled and unimpressed
Society at its best?
Ingurgitation of torrid tar
it varnishes my stomach.
A snow globe shatters.
These eyes are not of an ingénue.
Karma is on my side,
yet overdue.
My well mannered insanity
is losing patience.
The taste of brass
conquers my taste buds.
Another lost cause.
Thank you, come again.