That strange, familiar feeling is creeping back again.
Breathing upon the windows.
'Let me in...'
I can't help but see the world empty once more.
Every opportunity ceases to mean something.
So I crank out more words, extrapolate creation from my nothing
to feed my hungry soul.
Why can't I feel anymore?
Nothing but anger and regret fill the room
Drown, damn it drown!
All the lifeboats take us to a emptypromise land.
A land so full of emptypromise it practically dribbles out of the ears of the dumb to listen.
I judge them, an empty shell with no remorse, fuck the world!
Cannot hide from myself.
Throw the lifeline to the fate-stream,
My outstretched hand awaits
With my other clasping the knife.