emptiness within, going without

cast forth
from the abyss
only to race
towards it
with every
fleeting breath
seeking meaning
in a reasonless
accidental life
afloat upon
an ocean of
salted fears
seeking any
good or bad
before the brief
moment in
the dying sun
ends only to
collapse on
its own empty
constant hunger
begging for
anyone at all
to affirm that
we existed
when even that
is more than
a pestilence
like humanity
ever deserved
seeking to feed
the emptiness
within ourselves
by going without
striving to be
seen draped in
a cloak of
ephemeral lies
an easy out
to a game
no one asked
to be part of
cast forth
from the abyss
running headlong
back into its
frigid embrace

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