The ringing silence of an empty soul can be felt like the absence of a desired companion.
The waves of unfathomable grief constantly felt but not understood.
All traces of intelligent thought drowned out by enduring endless fog
There is no rhyme or reason, all simply is.

“Oblivion is inevitable” We are beings towards death
Caught up in the inescapable reality of the universe.
In which, despite all effort to escape into euphoric bliss…
Our ill-fated reality cannot be outwitted.
For the simple and yet undeniable truth is that
“Pain demands to be felt”.