A pause for all the loneliness
That wells within him now
As he sits so still and stoic
With the shades drawn apart
Listening to the evening chirps
Waiting on a sign of change
Longing for a passing thing
To shake him from his apathy
He feels guilt and tries to sleep
But only tosses from the noise
He plugs his ears and wakes to find,
He still can hear so clearly
Wishing all his time away
Losing sense of self and worth
Hating who he is and was
Detaching from his clearest eye
He cannot wit your ancient tongue
He has no beauty which to flaunt
He falls apart when faced with doubt
He chooses to remain the same
Youth is as it's wont to do
Thrashing in fit of gloom
It fills the room with hellish weight
Seeping in his mind so heavy
Dreams of death and quiet needs
That eat until he's hollowed out
And when the caverns are complete
They'll name them after no one.