Life has become a sequel of never ending torment;
Love, a thoughtless thoroughfare without vigor or spirit.
Walking aimlessly amongst the stone faces of humanity
I can feel no warmth;
I read no signs of emotion in faces that bare no expression.
My thoughts are projected outward
trying desperately to grasp a steady foot-hold on reality,
Try as I may confusion fills the void;
Hopelessness becomes my constant companion.
There is no route in which to flee the corrupting elements of mankind,
Only a perplexing end to all thoughts of serenity.