Apathy

I look round and see destruction.
Lives and souls, cities and town
All crumbling and laid to waste,
Burning by day and blazing by night.
Years ago I’d have felt the sorrow in my soul,
Now I feel just cold and empty.
A hallowed hunk of frozen meat,
Unmoved by emotion and hopeless throughout.
Dead inside, killed by all the pain
Of broken dreams and shattered hearts.
I weep now for the world and laugh in mocking jest
At the foolishly happy misbegotten people.
In this haze of misery and pain I ask myself
Is this life truly worth the bother and the time?
My answer is a fevered ‘no.’
Yet on I go, apathetic and unrelenting in my quest
For a natural end to an exhausted, lonely life.
Seeking not a quickened death nor longer life,
My will to live is held uncaring.
Apathetic for my life.