Null and Void

Tumbling, whirling are the sounds of gears The wheels spin, turn generate; electricity A well-oiled machine or perplexed finery called the human mind Irrelevant, an idea has sprouted like seasonal plants coming to life Gone again, the sun has vanished beneath its shield of lightening and fierce clouds A perfect day for a drifting pessimist The day has brought a surprising horror destroying from the inside Though like a brick, cold and unmoving, he steels his face and embraces for impact To witness once again the sight of watching his mother cry Weighs too deep, too deep Just enough to feel his own eyes swell and feel the watery self-induced rain fall silently Depression, has it really hit; a sickness without the symptoms? Everyday life, it’s enough to distract the normal human But then again, this pessimist is far from normal Dispersed to the deepest horizon of imagination There is no greater comfort than being surrounded by the illustrious illusions in your head Nor is there a greater demise than being fooled by those very illusions Questions, the key to curiosity Questions, the guide to becoming a genius But when questions collide with a silent mind, what does it conclude An anonymous genius with a tendency to be a dunce verbally Thus the story has already been told while the pot-holes are all awaiting the chance to be filled Sorry the satisfaction is dismissed While infatuation is still the chauffer in this limo labeled reality Where there’s reality often misery follows like a loyal dog Focus, where tends to be the focus Sadly elsewhere A well-oiled machine with the flaws of a general man A notion desperately attempted to run quickly away from Individuality, an individualist at best Accompanied with pessimist, illusionist Adjectives with valuable meanings Apologies…humble apologies A knot in my chest, twisting and contorting Prevents the words to come out right The distraction sent to erase all torturous things Null and void Buzzing like a thousand bees in strong pleasure to attack and sting And like 10 bags of ice lingers a chill so cold Simultaneously felt when seeing the tears of a mother simply fall Don’t allow such a thing to be viewed anymore Just…Just don’t