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.
