Abyss of Nothingness

I'm so tired of everything around me. Why can't I just die or float away? My life has hit a dead fucking end, and I can't turn around and have no one to talk to.

On the outside I'm happy and calm, but inside I'm about to explode and unleash the "Hell-feared" wrath of myself, that music keeps at bay. I fear that side of me.

I'm slowly falling into an abyss of nothingness, and turning into a zombie, and not the cool brain craving ones. Just the ones that do the same boring thing day after day.

A sudden burst of hope is on the horizon. I long to be in its wake, but just as I reach it, it fades away. I know deep down I am destined to hold it in my hands, head, and heart, but when will I have the chance.

Sometime soon I hope...