Nameless, Formless

Nameless, Formless

 

Why do you love what you cannot grasp?

Why do you scream into the void?

Why do you cusp the foul water,

Only for it to leak from your hands as you are destroyed?

I do not know why you long for me

I do not know why you care

I have nothing to present to you

There is nothing there

The smoke rising from the withered forest

Is from a long forgotten blaze

I’ve used it to mask my hurt

I’ve languished in its haze

The current of the air batters me

It erodes me like a stone

Who are you to tell me

That I am not alone?

 

 

I want to become a monster

So that I do not have to feel

Your heart is not an object

It’s not something I can steal

You’re in love with an illusion

Those words are the only thing that’s real

Why do you give hope to the fallen?

Tantalizing with false dreams

You torture me like a cat with a string

A drip of water in a dying man’s hands

You mock his plight with your offering

As he laughs in desperate madness at your lack of composure

While futility kills his image as a man

 

 

Why do I exist?

I am a being of pure hate

I care too much

I do not want you to die a slow death

I must remain this way forever

Do not try to follow me

Or I will make you regret it

Goodbye

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m trembling inside

All of my thoughts are fading away in the wake of this sobering, intriguing fear

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