The Desolation Inside (Empyrean)

The elements that make the universe
The same we are made of
Are we connected to the cosmos
Most of the cosmos is empty
And so am I inside

Shimmering orphan orbs
Drifting from pillar to post

Colossal piles of illusion
Streaming worlds of evolution
Yesterday wars silently warps
To mass future profusion

Pulsating
Vibrating
Uncomplete
All changing
Them magnetars
Bipolar flows
Dragging to the great attractor

Bursting
Converting
A Mute phase
All bending
Quasar hubs
Stellar marks
Expanding all the way inside

Seconds are yours, but you don’t own time
Minutes are yours, but you can’t keep time
Hours are yours, but you can’t save time
Years are yours, but you can’t… you can’t…

So lost empyrean
Silent, cold desolation
Winds of when, dust of while
Time no more in lone aeon

So lost empyrean
Silent, cold desolation
Rocks of when, ice of while
So long empyreal

The elements that make the universe
The same we are made of
The desolation of a slice of the cosmos
The desolation inside…

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Straight From The Heart

It’s ridiculous how I function
I might be at my lowest
Feeling depressed as ever
And yet I watch a sad film
Listen to stories of agony
Fill myself with more melancholia
Empathise with others pain
And feel it with mingling with my own
I guess I’m a masochist
Suffering is a must
Why not enjoy it?
‘Expose yourself to uncomfortable zones and you’ll grow’ they say, my whole life has been an uncomfortable zone and I want to grow out of it
My mind is a glass box
Sometimes I worry it will shatter
And truth will pour out
Bloody and bruised by the shards of glass
They say people who feel lonely tend to notice ants a lot, ants always move in groups and you want to be part of one- I have hallucinated them
Darkness surrounds me
There is an emptiness inside
Yet I feel so full of demons
From the top of my lungs to the bottom of my heart I scream, at the chasm in between, and this path of misery
My mind is an abyss, cold, dark and empty
A flash of lighting, it is only my nihilism
Yet I expose myself to more pain
I guess it makes me feel more human
But I always hated them
My whole life I’ve never felt like I belong somewhere, I feel alienated in my own space. Never been anyone’s top priority, I remain just an honourable mention…