ODE TO INSANITY

Void, cancelled, simply annulled,
Endlessly aching, unconsoled;
Life without you, cause without reason,
Touch without sense, time without season.
Life - a cancerous sore,
A sordid parasite eating my core;
Sleeping awake, choking on a dream,
Listening loudly to a silent scream.
A shallow face anguished and marred,
An empty space, singed and scarred;
Sweetly abiding to a cynical charade,
Always hiding behind a fictitious facade.

Just a vacuum is what I've become,
The hollow sphere on a pendulum;
Swinging back and forth, emotion to emotion,
Never once stopping, nor slowing the motion.
No reason, no cause, no justification,
A stagnant creation of a sterile imagination;
Burnt out, waste, empty and hollow,
A barren today, a meaningless tomorrow.
Sightless and soundless, unseen and unheard,
Mindless and boundless, obscure and absurd;
Just passing through time as time passes me,
Merely a nothing - just an ode to insanity.

~Pebble~

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