Lost in a world without emotion or love,
Time taking its toll and not giving anything in return,
Trees no longer offering beauty, just a rustle in the wind
The bird’s song no longer poetic just a noise that disturbs peace.
Looking into a pool of water now only offers a reflection of sorrow,
The mirror refuses to lighten the dark lines appearing in the face,
The phones silence showing how much others really care,
Food no longer possesses spice, just offers a bitter taste upon the palette.
Couples holding hands, no longer brings a smile, and instead breeds contempt.
Summer rays not bringing joy, but another day forced upon the already dying soul.
No awe is found within the face of a beautiful stranger anymore,
The mind forgetting how to see anything in the eyes of another
Perhaps the time has come to be a mindless drone,
And leave all personal thoughts and feelings behind
Do only what is needed to survive, forget the longing for love.
Become your bosses dream; show up with no thoughts in the back of your mind.
Fantasies now turn to dust offering no escape from the real world,
Inspiration lost, meaning there is no need for motivation.
Dreams stay in the world in which they belong, not coming to offer a smile even while sleeping.
The only certainty in life now is that death will come eventually.
That certainty the only thing that cracks an otherwise emotionless face,
The day when the reaper comes to claim the remains of a man, that forgot how to be human.
When death takes the soul before passing there is one final hope,
The hope that the afterlife is only myth and never again will weary eyes be forced to open…..