Endless dimension
Of gray grotesque skies
Colorless sand
With a clouds of black dust
Cold gleam from
Nowhere blinds on my eyes
I hear the doomed sigh
Through the border of the past

Eternal deceiver this is me for itself
With insatiable fever of death in it's catalepsy

From the eyelids sewn up with despair streamlets
of bloody tears slowly exude

Introverted apathy
Catatonical despair
Frenzied pity
To itself

Horror Of eternity
Poisons with unknown
Absurd of existing
Presses as if an unlifted stone

In the darkened abyss
Of eternal Solitude
Faceless phantoms torment
My soul

I wish to sob and shout in all throat
But only their silent laughter
accompanies my sufferings

The bottomless pit of despair tightens in itself


Thousand ice needles every second pierce me,
forcing to swallow of tears and to writhe
from a pain on the cold gray earth.
I have become hoarse from own useless wild shouts
sent in cold indifferent emptiness.
Why? What for? What for? What for?

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