Shitter

 I wake up, sore and bitter

Amongst the neurons

Firing intermittent

Staccato. All the peons

I have to deal with

Once of the shitter

Once, twice, it kills

I cannot breathe 

It stomps, and makes me fitter

This fucking life,

The whole existence,

Between a hero and a quitter 

A balance, the persistence.

And there I sit,

And watch reels on the shitter

Still useless,

Broken,

Dopamine induced

As on the edge I teeter

Reduced

To useless litter

Head high, ass glued

To porcelain abundance 

Of life’s shitter.