Falling Through empty platitudes And frozen comforts Drifting There is no consolation Obsolecense sic surrounds me Calling Unheard I scream A destitute awareness I had nothing I have nothing I watch them all Smiling A beautiful dream of ignorance I see them all Worshipping sic Waiting for their end They have nothing There is nothing Unheard I scream
sic, unheard, obsolecense, nothing, platitude