For life is bleak
And absolute in its deliberations
Complete juxtaposition between black and white,
Time warps,
The negative of a ghost,
The meaningless of love,
Beauty is drowsy,
The sun sets in the east,
Monochrome stars form up ahead,
As I lay motionless in my bed,
Sleeping away my dread,
The frozen fills,
Worlds fall and rise,
Life is tired but death is restless,
A spectator in a slowed dimension,
A devastating slumber,
Wake walks on the edge of awareness,
Swarms of moon breed,
Known of the pain of need,
Inactive minds pool,
Hell freezes over,
A heart red turns black and cold,
And all I hope to ever know,
Swells closer and thickens,
A dormant thought arises,
And finally,
I am still.
