I look around and wonder,
How long, and then for whom?

For no purpose, no reason still moving on
no hope, no prayer,
no faith, no sinning
My heart empty,
each pulse hollow,
all breaths cold,
every passion lost
oblivion endless,
desire no more
want no more..
just a corpse,
a carcass without life
no dream, not even death,
no refuge, no more,
not even pretense.