I am a child of the world
Where nothing matters and everyone hurts
I willingly fall into worthlessness
All thats left to feel is loss.
Still I battle against the consuming cold,
Only to drown in my own blood that falls.
Reason and meaning is replaced with destruction
So I cannot leave this state of mourn.
Endlessly stale my painful soul becomes
I only regret today and I only dread tommorrow.
Death is all that life can promise.
For nothing I burned until I was ash
I am beyond the end
I can never come back.
Now I just use life to tire my body out
And into sleep where the pain isnt felt.
But I cant escape this emptiness.
A fading serenade to sadness,
drowned out by the monotone hums of distraction.
As I live I forget who I am,
Never knowing why it feels like a loss.
All thats left to do is watch
To atleast witness the death of our misplaced beauty,
And wait, remaining unvisited,
By the ghost of meaning.