Frowning, Existing

I stand alone

Waiting for my thoughts

Alone among

Shattered visions, waiting

Eternally, watching...

Depressed they attempt mockery

Failure. Ceasing of heartbeats

End of pointless days

Thoughts infiltrate the voids

Of oblivion

Hollow joy, artificial happiness

Broadcasted daily, and pitfully

Raising futile fists

Darkness marauds

The excruaciating populations

Perplexingly shallow

Appears abstract through eyes

Familiar to none else

Satan reaches deep within

My brain is shrouded in lava

Piercing and burning

Searing my past