This is something I just wrote. I'm really wanting to get back into writing.
Does emptiness contain a mind of it's own?
Ignorance is ripping reality apart.
Ignorance comes from all four corners
It built the brick walls that encircle your existence
You stand in the center
And I just want to demolish those four walls.
Ignorance has captured this reality
And is making the current state of everything
Look bleaker with each passing day.
Hours used to feel normal
Now a year doesn't feel like anything anymore.
There used to be such vibrancy
Now all I see is empty conformity.
I just want it to fade away.
What is the intelligence level to common sense?
The external reality is in an abnormal state.
It fades away.
Welcome to the hallway of infinite dead ends.