Apathy

Apathy

Damn this apathy,
I feel it coming over me,
Taking away everything I feel,
Leaving only emptiness to be known and real.
Love just a fantasy,
Happiness; a sense of false reality.
Insincere emotions make up the sum of my domain,
But sadness and depression roam and remain,
In the unheard silences of any given sound,
Surfacing when a distraction can’t be found.
All is left to wither at the sight of passion fading,
Light coexists with the darkness somewhere, creating some sort of shading,
Hiding anything I could grasp a hold of to learn, sow, love and cherish,
Watch the memories burn, as they slowly start to perish.
You’ll find me in the remnants of a broken mind,
Solitary confinement; the worst of its kind.
Fire burns like ice, my thoughts a constant flame, sharp and precise,
Freezing my heart, so numb I can’t feel it beating,
Sitting so still, no longer, do I think, I’m breathing?
Lost in the intertwinements of a dream and what seems to be a silent scream;
A nightmare known as reality,
Which is ironic, because life is far from silent.
But see, the peaceful beauties of simplicity drown out the pain and the violence.
Nothingness, I fight against it, and yet, hide behind it.