I feel dejected; it feels hollow in my stomach.
My Insides seems to have vanished
There is a void in my heart and it seems to devour every last bit of feeling left in me.
My mind is swirling in a whirlpool of negative thoughts
I am going to drain through the eye of the storm into an emptiness
Completely devoid of any form of spiritual life.
Its Back, The hopelessness of a lone success
I have everything to share but no one to share it with
I sit atop the highest hill but there is no sense of
Its remorse, its morbid, It’s a lonely tree in
a seemless garden
A lonely moon in a dark starless night
I spread out my arms and reach out to them
They fade away.
I hear a voice, its coming from a far away place
It sounds familiar, its mine, I almost forgot.
I see the whole world I can even pull some strings
But no one seems to notice
I have got a huge following, but they don’t know me
The real me.
The Heir to a cursed throne
This is the way my life is going to be and
I am learning to live with it
A Still Motionless Sea of Great Depth…
11 December 2010