A blank mind in a blank skin
This world is doing me in
With fractured calls and shattered cries
When will something surprise?
Worming through the empty days
I feel the void eating away
Even as the cacophony continues to rise
Can we just end this demise?
Sleight of hand beneath the nose
But soon you’ll be stealing those
While the bones constantly creek
Will the act end this week?
I know they won’t and I won’t pretend
Everyone knows all this has no end
As the scars heal and fade
Now you ask for a trade?
A day late and with no remorse
This world has ended recourse
So flounder beneath the neon lights
See why we were so adamant?
Empty forms with empty lives
This is all that continues to thrive
Pity we never listened to the truth
No longer will we accomplish
Simon A Jackson - Writer 