My mood evokes a noisy silence
Coffee, muffins, memories fade
Defined by an obsessed desolation
Where a vacuum of thought persists

I sit on the edge of survival
Awaiting the end game
Where a carriage
Black as midnight awaits

Uncontrolled control frustrates
A theme that is not defined
Where planned tranquility
Is lost as motivation empties

Mindless snippets of conversation
Becomes a demonic passenger
Feeding a troubled psyche
Devoid of reality understanding

Emptiness fills this fate
Distraction leaves no excuse
Brooding energy remains
Screaming noiseless into oblivion

Scuttled ideas for another time
Aimlessly write their way
On a disappearing empty page
Of a mind losing originality

06/14/2016