Tomorrow,
another meaningless tomorrow
Another day filled with waiting
for something that is nothing
This actualization of being a prisoner
to negation of anything but
This process of toil,
of complete nothingness
just zero's across the board,
with is no math to calculate
just zero, another day to forget,
but in the moment, the pain is excruciate
Because the body reacts where the mind detracts
and so a conflict and a confusion of how to process the information
two sensory sensations; on two paths of existence;
the body and the mind,
An animal
and a human
a brain
and a body
at war with each other