there is only silence
and in the silence, screams
there is only darkness
and in the darkness, dreams
there is only waiting
for the emptiness to fill
but there is also knowing
that it never will
there is only breathing
each tattered painful breath
knowing one more down
is one more step towards death
there is only madness
a seething angry mess
seeing in your hatred
you've made your life much less
there is only sadness
and in the sadness, tears
but you refuse to cry them
they only make you fear
there is only nothing
and in that nothing, peace
for only when you're nothing
will you finally be free.