Locked up in the emptiness that expands
The thought you can break free is out of the question
Run to where… you begin to ask
Where tears incessantly fall
Or where the smarting pain quivers
It’s a no-win situation for us all

Lies lent itself to me
A source of strength
To make-believe, there’s still a reason
For me to exist
But it doesn’t mean anything anymore
As, nothing doesn’t means anything just like before

Half-standing, half-fallen
I carry on
…drained to the core
I persist to explore
The nothingness, I came to know
The conspicuous hypothetical I evoked

The serpentine world hisses,
Its blatant disdain
But that which is the serum I sip
To feed the ever-growing hatred
That keeps me striving,
Pursuing the barely discernible truth of my futile existence