Soiree Virtualis

Sometimes I feel empty.
I journey into dismay,
discontent and self-pity
entering a void no one may.

I grieve of losses I never had,
I lament for loves that never came
Torment my soul, sad,
With a struggling shame.

All this darkness, this pain,
this undying abyss,
this never ending rain
makes me want to stop all of this.

Sometimes the fight is so intense
that I decay, exhausted,
in darkness so dense
that no one should have followed.

And then I fall asleep
I enter the realm of nothingness
where reality is flipped
and there’s only vagueness

There aren’t whys or hows
in this profound emptiness,
in the void of dreamless drowse
only sweet dull loneliness.

Créditos da Imagem: Deutche Welle
Publicado originalmente em 08/09/2022