The void gets closer, towards the edge Silent and unseen, sabled and gnawing At least no keeper of all these lost causes As I stare in it, it stares back at me Piercing glances, pitch black marble eyes A slipstream disruptive, no man can oppose Hurl my bones down there, throw them with great force Show no mercy, the void gulps them down
I found no saviour in nothing, this world is a coffin One moment to collapse, one to hold on I cherish these thoughts across timeless seething waters, may they swallow what the void left of me
Unlike the waves, these questions won‘t hush Where will we lead to, where may we roam? Confessions are made, but we won’t abide We are quite restless, but all our heroes are dead
Graves at sea, graves engulfed by the abyss No places known, where they can’t be found I carry this burden, may I conk out Cause even in lentic waters, I will bog down
Reeling creatures, suffocating in mire Won’t be recognized, but wounds remain Sanity is for the passive, the weak and tedious Subside, sink deeper, sink… …or swim
Burning bridges seared to death whom they beared I carry stones in my pocket to stand clear from the surface The last rays of the sun, seem like distressed regards Now finally receiving peace, in autumns early graves