Staring into crimson eyes,
Lit by an abyss.
Your sweet succor all that beckons,
Trapped in a cold world that seems amiss.
Drown me in venom,
An ocean of tears lies in a kiss.
Surely there is nothing,
That can be worse than this.

Such false relief...
But it resounds so loudly amongst nothingness.
Chasing a shell of a dream,
I don't know why I follow this.

Intoxicated by memories,
Skeletal remains of ecstacy.
Struggling to rekindle
The flames of entropy.

To wear a mask of content,
And listen close for a whisper in a sea of ambient noise.
To shut out all the screams,
And search for a single voice in the void.

In times of lament,
To look back at times of bliss.
To search amongst the emptyness,
And only hope your core exists.
Surely there is nothing,
That can be as cursed as this.