The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
Compression of my space made complete.
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.

Inanity rolls total through this sphere.
Ostracized for clarity of vision.
A dream unrealized of solitude that I should descend into autonomy

& know the pain of fellowship no more. I feel nothing but a lack of space.

Paradox of socialization results in duress.

Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?

Humanity. Exterminate with extreme prejudice.