Screaming into the void
No one’s listening
They’ll ask you how you are
And turn off
They don’t really want to know
They’ll tell you their opinion
But they won’t listen to you
They think they care
But they don’t
As long as they get what they want
As long as you don’t get in the way
As long as you’re no bother
As long as you fit into their ideas
Of who and what you are
They’ll tolerate you
Otherwise you’re a pain in the ass
If you can walk away you’re lucky
If you can’t you’re fucked
The void is real
You’re scream is silent
It comes from the soul
It involves every cell of the body
But the void is a vacuum
It’s a black hole
It consumes your suffering
And leaves you empty
With no fucks left to give.
By Steve Rowe