Dark Meditations

Sense of self-accomplishment
Voided by the lack
Cannot awake from this slumber
Ferocious melancholic state
As the hours race forward
Leaving hopes behind
Setting all my dreams ablaze
Time lost only promotes
Cimmerian
And as I wake
What would it take
To rectify
Open my eyes
Growing tired
Of wasteful life
What measures would cost to create a change?
Sense of self-abolishment
Begins to materialize
Cannot escape from this nightmare
This endless thread of lies