Mood

Sometimes existence is just plain pain

In an age where it hurts to merely live

A dullness accompanying everything that I do

And hidden beneath it all is the thought

That the lack of life may be the best feeling in the world

It being the absence of feeling, a state of nothingness, darkness

With it bringing a world without pain

Right now I’m where boredness is my captor

Trapping me in a cage of numbness

My mask shows a colored me bringing happiness

But that covers the darkness that resides within