Basically Dead

You look at me with those onyx eyes.
No reality penetrates your world of lies.
You are so selfish, so wrong, so vain,
You blame everyone else for your inflicted pain.

There is an emptiness inside your shell,
A horrid void that sucks its strength from hell.
You are nothing more than a dried out husk,
Your life is cold, like the winter’s dusk.

There remains no heart in your withered chest.
There is no more love, no spark, no zest.
The fire within has fled and is long forgotten.
All that remains is gangrenous and rotten.

I try to shed a single tear for your loss.
Mustering even that is not worth the cost.
You have burned our bridges in a past empty age.
Now you are trapped and beaten in your sad little cage.

I feel no remorse watching your train jump the track.
I turn and kneel and pull the knives from my back.
No mournful goodbyes, no heartache, no sorrow.
I am walking away toward a distant tomorrow.

I treasure the warnings your existence has taught.
I shed all the scars your presence has brought.
I straighten my broken soul and march away…
In the distance I see the new dawning of day.

‘Dream Killer’, ‘Abuser’, your names, I am told…
To the lowest bidder in hell your salvation was sold.
You gave up on us all and lost the life… the fight.
You will forever remain in the dark… But me, I will play in the light!