Satiated Sorrow in My Cerebral Sufferings

Slightly slipping and slithering around my soul,
the sacrifice of satisfying my skin
silences my cerebral sufferings
with society’s sins sinking into the skull,
while seeking and swallowing me whole.

Such is satiated sorrow.

Again, you have a beautiful way of tongue. The expression i get here is one as all. I appreciate your contributions here kristalyn, as you so simply state obvious notions of everyday live, and induce thought in my mind surpassing its current state. It is these feelings that you express noticing here, that i use as a drive towards a greater understanding, and towards my desire for aiding others in clarification of mind and body. I see you may follow similarly through volunteering. My opinion may be arbitrary with only your knowledge of my existence, but i appreciate your work none the less.