Hopelessness
How do we find our mental thread?
Opening, unraveled, dead.
Perusal of the darkest minds
Eclipsing all the light that binds.
Lingering hope will fill the air,
Emptied by our own despair.
Sensing that our time is near,
Severed by our sense of fear,
Needless of our empty souls,
Endless misery unfolds.
Sedated in a dark embrace,
Savoring our hollow face.
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