Some Silent Way to Cope
Does humanity have hope
To find some silent way to cope
With the white noise in the head
Moaning softly through the dregs
Charred and burnt off ends of dreams
Fertilize the fallacy
Echoing through greyscale rot
Sadism amidst deep thought
Throwing its shadows to the skull
'Til medicated slumber lulls
Stinging psychopathic pain
The only path to flee the rain
That winds its way through all deplored
As mental strain comes back for more
Breaking the bells' sweet euphony
Stripping bliss of its company
While the only place to be alone's
Perdition in an eight inch dome
Oh joyous is the day we find
That existence is a waste of time
poem by M. Bloom
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