Without

Within or without?
The question remains.
Ina world without,
It's always the same.
Love has no meaning,
And life never ends,
When death and all feelings,
Are only pretend.
Nothing lasts forever,
And people never stay.
Soon everything is missing,
Or floating away.
Hearts are consumed,
And so is the food.
Blood has been drunken,
Along with the booze.
Living's only purpose,
Is to forget you're alive.
Dark empty bodies,
Full of groaning and sighs.
Within it without?
The question still remains.
In a world without,
It's always the same.