Black dementia

Into the chaosphere

Black dementia
Imprisoned in a systematic cell
Projecting a blurred reality
Everlasting echoes - shrieks and metallic sounds
Resound inside my suffocating mind

I can't see the light
The Sun turned black
Screams, laughter
Futile
All grey

Falling again and again
In holes of doubt and despair
I have the answers
No one to ask

I thus keep on wandering
Only ashes and fumes
i long for rest
And eternal silence

Twilight has come
But dawn never seems to soar
I grew tired of watching
The dull last spasms of humanity

Abandon has triumphed
Shadows are prowling around me
The hour of doom must be getting near

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