Empty Echos - DC
Drain me of my silence.
Deletion of mind and soul.
I lay empty, alone.
Questioning my existence.
"Hello?"
Me and I.
A shattered calamity.
A deflated tragedy.
Destroyed, strewn about the void.
My screams echo outwards.
Hopes dashed with every empty outburst.
Hurt and haunted.
My words remain haunted.
Cured ever so gently by the thought of relief.
Cursed by the ones who misunderstand his grief.
A soliloquy of empty patterns.
Flawed by imposing designs.
Planned outright with imperfection.
The discrepancy matches my every harmony.
Breathless and voiceless.
I lay defeated.
My eyes now forever closed.
A smile on my face.
As the shadows embrace my body, enveloping my soul.
Fitting me with a grim suit as I prepare for my final meeting.
