Loathe - Implore

Woken up in silence and disbelief

In a chamber of void

Senseless, worthless

Senseless, pointless…

Will I ever emerge from this pressure

That fills my needs?

When my sternum lingers unaware

Of the lack of breath

Beams of light filter and blind

While the shrill sound rapes my ears

Anxiety triggers the worst of me

Surrounded by material excess

And mundane hypocrites

To fulfill synthetic wishes

And embrace mediocre times

I find myself in a relentless

One-way path

By irksome obligations

My soul is crushed