| INTO THE LONG EMPTY NOTHING I PROPEL MYSELF THROUGH DARKNESS ON SCREAMS OF SILENCE PREPARING FOR DESCENT I LONG FOR A MOMENTOF CLARITY I GRASP MY OWN HAND AND DENY THOSE THAT REACH FOR ME A RESULT OF MY OWN FOOLICH PRIDE IN THIS MY SHELL I REIGN THRUST FROM THE VEINS OF DISCOMFORT I KEEP MYSELF ALONE ONE SECOND LONGER FEEL THE HOLLOW BLAST THROUGH MY SOUL AN ODD FEELING OF COMPLACENCY SURROUNDS ME I BELONG HERE, IN SOLITUDE MY WORDS STAVES THAT KEEP ME FOUNDED IN SANITY OR IS IT INSANITY FOREIGN FEELINGS BRUSH ME CLINGING TO THE SURFACE I SHED THEM AS A BROKEN SHELL THAT HOLDS NO LIFE I CAN NEVER LET THEM PENETRATE NEVER LET THEM WORM THROUGH MY INSIDES THE FRAGMENTS OF SHELL BECOME AS DUST THEY DISINTEGRATE FADING INTO THE EMPTINESS THE NOTHING I FIND I AM THE EMPTINESS THE NOTHING AND ALL THINGS HAVE A HOME IN ME SO THE VOID OF NOTHING ISN'T SO BARREN AFTER ALL OR IS IT |
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