A DEEP CHASM OF EMPTINESS LOST IN THE THOUGHTS OF NOTHINGNESS
MY BODY SHRIVELS UP LIKE AN OVERDRIED RAISIN CRAVING FOR YOUR MOISTURE TO BRING ME BACK TO MY YOUTH
ALAS ALL I CAN DO IS CRAVE AND DREAM FOR EVEN THE SLIGHTEST MOVEMENT MY BODY WOULD GO INTO A STATE OF SHOCK THEN IT NEVER COMPLETELY FULFILLS
INADEQUACY SETS INSIDE ME WONDERING IF I’M EVER ENOUGH
ACTING LIKE IT DOESN’T MATTER BUT MY EMOTION IS WEAK ACTING ONLY TO BE TOUGH
I WISH I COULD BE LIKE YOU SO CONFIDENT WITH AN AIR OF ARROGANCE
YET I WONDER IS IT REALLY TRUE OR ARE YOU ALSO HIDING A SECRET PIECE THAT ONLY ONE WHO LIVES IT WILL EVER SEE
EVEN STILL I FEEL IT BETTER THAN MY OWN DEMISE FOR AT LEAST IN MY PERCEPTION YOU EXUDE A FRESH LIGHT OF BEING WISE
WHILST I’M FROZEN WITH NO EMOTION BUT REPETITIVELY ACT UPON MY OWN SLAVISH DEVOTION
OH ONLY IF I COULD ESCAPE THIS REALITY OF BEING NUMB ALBEIT THE PRESENT IS AN ILLUSION OF BEING HAPPY AND ACTING DUMB.
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