The cattle I followed
Ran into the grinder
Bestowing on me
A grizzled reminder

I like this stanza, it is my favorite one, I also like your opening stanza, I like the word prattle.

Nice over all, I always enjoy the darkness of your work and I had not seen anything new from you in a while, good to see :)

Another excellent poem. I thought it a very interesting read, the way you structured it made it even better, the space between two of the verses really added strength to the piece, it showed finding the strength to grow took time and was an important accomplishment, not something to be part of another verse but to be on its own, because it was important.

This is the bit I mean:
Running rabid and blind
Only confuses the mind
Only alone
Can you try to bind
Only alone
Can you ever find
-right here!-
The strength to live
The power to bleed
To pick yourself up
Grow courage to lead