Shards of splintered hope
Peeling off in layers
Each one a little less decayed
Than the one before
Brought about by withered conclusions
Grasping for anything
Just been rendered useless
A former human being
Staring into a face with no expression
Forever consumed with hubris
Hollow mind, but the rest is perfect
It chews at the very fabric that binds our existence
Chewing away
Gnawing away