Listening carefully to the eerie silence
Stuttering across my broken synapse
I realise now that the thousand voices
The shouting, rumbling, stumbling noises
Have buried themselves
In some darkened realms
I sense their absence
Evaporated notions
Deafening desertions
Dichotomous assertions
I close my eyes
Empty fleeting visions
Nothingness arisen
Conquered divisions
I shut down my soul
Gaping gorging hole
I lay down my pen
The End.