Anhedonia

His body harbors a craving
Addiction
This feeling must leave

Contently, he ingests
The remedy to his sentience
Contently, he submits
Pacified by a sweet sedation
Freedom in confinement
Freedom in his tomb
A prison built in his perimeter
Slow, like the hour hand
Depletion of his passion

Ascension of his apathy
Precipitating the fate ahead
Forfeit masquerading as failure
A trifle, he suggests
Indulging to replenish
A rigid, lonely lust
Reaped upon reflection

Contеntly, he surrenders
Pacifiеd, neutralized
Forever in confinement
Forever in his grave
It's only essential
It's only a guise
Freedom

Contently, he surrenders
Contently, he submits
Forever in confinement
Forever in his grave

Pleasure reaped upon reflection
Anhedonia

It’s only essential
It’s only a guise

Defensively, he denies the facade
It’s who he is
Neurotically, he asserts his control
It’s who he has become

Freedom