Listless minds inherit nothing,
Bound to an unchanging season, they bask
Thoughts of shallow insanities flood eternally
Answering the call to a vast depression
Finding reasons not to exist
Relapsing in time, falling apart internally
Damnation is a certainty, to their kind
Every day getting colder and colder
Listlessly lying, an incandescence
Vague perceptions capture my reasoning
But, onto a new path we journey
For damnation, shall not enslave us
Shoulder your burdens, my friend
Forgiveness is a luxury in itself
Take nothing and give even less
For life, was to unfortunate for an existence
Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts 