Nothing
Nothing, darkness all surround.
All in my head the illusion of sound.
Crying, laughing memories all.
Serpent’s death at my fall.
Falling, dying into my grave.
No one around with power to save.
No one to save me from my curse.
Life has been getting worse.
Nothing surrounds me, nothing inside.
All of my life is a web of lies.
Pain, angst, torture and fear.
All in my voice that no one can hear.
Doubt, horror, love, pain.
All emotions run through my brain.
Death, release, home from this Earth.
Nothing begins without cries of birth.
Fear reigns wherever I trod.
An Earth full of bodies under sod.
All my fault, for my cause.
All my shame, all my loss.
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