Alone in the shout of the silence, Dancing alone in the cavernous dark. Chasing shadows of faded relevance, Burning stark, this existential mark. Ebb and flow, like an astral tide, Empty spaces where comfort used to dwell. In the void of alienation we slide, A lonely tale that our souls yearn to tell. Seeking solace in the grunge and decay, Our world an echo, reflections of dread. Questioning existence, we sway, Lost in thoughts that swirl in our head. {end}
