The unsaid tone of weak despair
fail to resonate
frayed ends of our binding
threads will disintegrate
By laws our physiques state
failure to communicate
none too sentient hear no,
see no works its magic against all function
ongoing choices the trials will end
filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left
indecision / nonvision
what matters taken away
Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy
So overcome with pointless tears
to test pain receptors
nothing matters ever here
put up a nonreaction
these eyes will never see
covered up from reality
The unknown world that you deny
no priority
cannot fail if you never start
how predictable
i want to know where did it end
for madness to start
always the skeptic and never be part
introvertive/nondescriptive
it matters not
not
