Rotting in Dereliction - Esoteric

Sometimes it seems like it can only be difficult

Odd moments of peace may disguise the impending doom

But the dissent rages, if not in one then in another

And all sense of hope is culled

Searching for utopia, only to find stagnation and disappointment

The ego bloodied and torn, yet grasping still

Desperate to find the one reason so great

It might justify this unending time of unrest

All that you are is a parasite

A leech that would drain the last drop

And offer only arrogance and silent indignation in return

I am done with days skulking in the blindness of false bliss

Dead is the will to believe

Crushed is the hope, buried in the blackest seas

Memories are stark, damaged, bleak

Aghast with misery

Destined for failure, future is only the betrayer of hope

No sustenance on which it could feed

This vessel lay empty now, rotting in dereliction

Frozen in time, as the last fragment falls to the earth

Like some deathly tear