Joys of the Emptiness

Breathing here, and the air is clear
 Changes of which I could foresee
 Violence caressing, impending distress
 As my body lay sleeping, enternally bleeding, and...
 Shallow despair, broken years years you cannot repair
 Summonded here, and all must see the hypocrisy
 Peed back the face, the sorry mind, a vacant space
 Born deprived, the moods expired in reality
 A fantasy, based on harmony
 A victim released accordingly
 Scatter the ashes, remains of life's passages,
 Mocking and meaningless, toys of the empty, and...
 Mighty and proud, reaching up to touch the shroud
 Tangled here, and far beyond from atrocity
 Frozen and cold, bleak the memories of old
 Times capsize the born desires for technology