Nothingness

In the hidden chambers of my mind a crying madness swirls,

I am blind but I can see the destructive end of my existence.

misanthropic yet I float through the alleys of the false world,

unveiling the lost truth, I fall deeply into the abyss of nothingness.

Confused & frustrated I think about the meaning of my life,

should I put an end to it or to wait till it decays by itself.

I may surpass every sorrow when I am finally laid to rest,

The cold walls of my graves may comfort me in the end.