For One Shot Wednesday

It's Wednesday again so here is another work for One Shot Wednesday.  Unusually for me, its freestyle poetry.
Why not pop over to
http://onestoppoetry.com/and read some other peoples work?

I have a broken mind,
my paralyzed grip no longer controls
the dark emotions spewing forth
from the bowels of my soul
where festering sins erupt
letting forth the stench of rotten deeds.
You see the outward signs,
the tears and anger bursting forth,
noxious gases vented from
the pitch-black, rancid puddle
filling my mind and fouling my thoughts.
A viscous slurry of septic dreams
drowning unbirthed beneath the weight
of turgid doubts and misery.
So hopes rise briefly like bubbles
on the boiling acid of self-directed spite
and burst in the cold air of reality,
to fade again into the bleak morass
as tidal pull drags me back down.