The silence here is deafening

the emptiness ringing in my ears

take me out of my life

if only for a second

to glimpse beyond this world

that tries to plague my vision

surround myself in surreal belonging

to make up for theses insufficient feelings

until i have exhausted all the roads

that lay underneath my conscious self

on a backdrop of nightfall

derived from lucid wanderings

shedding automatic tears

releasing so much stress it is astounding

in a place i can deprive myself from true pain

over countless absent years