To Nothingness

Insanity - these days a full time resident.
Watch the world go by in silent sighs.
Pretend that everything is still all right.
Ingrained, the silent screams within the night.

Nothing really matters anymore.
Meaningless, the ceiling and the floor.
Four walls in motion, breathing heavily.
The scent of moisture as the heavens bleed.

Another voice, another blind reaction.
There is no choice in military factions.
Sterile order filled with ice.
Numb become the one-time paradise.

Sheltered heart in igloo style.
Miles and miles of nothing much at all.
The rise and then the fall of destiny.
Cults of power making history.

Greed, and then the need begins again.
Insanity - these days a full time resident.
Flying high and then the vast descent
to nothingness...

? Michaelette ?

6/17/2002
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