Ashes



dark! the night flows
great muse of my life,
keeper of my soul
destroyer of my dreams.
following the rays of hate and pain 
to the depths of my heart,
boiling in their intensity...
cold in their passion,
dull in my eyes.
around and around the world turns,
faster and faster, slowing the tides of time to a 
fleeting moment.
there is no love, no hate, no hope...
just the certainty that there  is a coldness 
that cannot be thawed be the sun or the stars.
a hardness that cannot be melted by rain or comfort or love.
so much pain, so much hate.
is it all for nothing?
we will destroy ourselves in an orgy of debauchery, 
and noone will stop us;  nothing will care
we will have sold our humanity and our souls,
 and we will never notice.
such is the way of the world today,
the pointlessness of life.
the world will burn and only ashes will remain,
streaks on the tear-stained cheeks of the universe.
only ashes will remain.
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