Nothing

My god,
has forsaken,
My Wife,
has taken,
My Child,
has died,
Myself,
has cried.

The demons of past, present, and future
are the only thoughts of purity I have.
My mind is a cavern full of spider webs and lost hopes.
The dreams of my life, born as I was,
pure and naiive,
lay broken and crushed beneath the opression of Reality.
What is Real? How do you define Real?
Reality is only a figment of imagination.
My mind goes where it pleases,
stopping only to refuel.
The meaning of my life is nothingness.
Become one with nothing.
No possesions. No worries.
Nothing.
The way my life should be.