bittersweet calm

it seeps in dulling the senses vodka of the soul pain seems far away still a present reality acceptance of fate causing a repression of emotion living sacrifice demon defying zombie of humanity glazed over emotions like eyes of death to a soul of loss finally able to think and wanting nothing more than bliss could life just move on to fast forward this empty cell? reborn damned saint for those who want life on their terms? what life is there in a prison of dark truths...emptiness hardcore? find the real meaning in nothing it doesnt exist semi-parallel paintings make him smile and wonder is it really true such people know of this feeling? before him the pieces in two neat rows should he move chasing chess pieces to no avail ready to give up on hope finding strength knowing only them that have it survive um yeah wrote it then was creeped out by it and decided to scare all of you too whatever anyway here it is