The Void of a Life-Drained Mind (by ur-Quan)

Withering
Like flower long since dead
Suffocate
Air as heavy as lead
Rotting flesh
Stretched upon broken bones
Walkgin corpse
Enslaved soul silently mourns

Hopes for freedom
Only death can give
Yet still afraid
Unwilling to receive

Not ready to embrace
The gift of endless rest
Continued suffering
Weak beats inside the chest

An empty shell
That once was full of life
Condemned to dwell
Without the will to strife

Endless days
Filled with bleak despair
Thoughtless mind
Damaged beyond repair

It yearns to die
To end this pointless pain
But flesh is weak
All efforts are in vain

One lonely thought
Still lingers in the mind
Hopes turned to naught
Tortured, broken, blind

Hopelessness
Wretched voice fades inside
Devastated
The body walks, but soul has died