Really You Are Nothing

Fill another grave with what still flails.
Forced hands finding dirt under the nails.
Soflty sob to help drown out the wails.
Found dead after the execution fails.

Giving what need only go to waste.
Attribution seemingly missplaced.
Meaning again defined as erased.
Departed live on hauntingly unfaced.

This worlds insanitys not up to measure.
Misguided by pursuit of empty treasure.
As I knowingly lie to myself at leisure.
Self destructing to elicit pleasure.

Normals feeling miserable alone.
Pick down to my now familiar bone.
Needling myself to change the tone.
Reminding me I'm better left unknown.