Enveloping Absurdity
From within The process begins again Unfolding as it has Connecting start to end Layers of blackness folding over themselves Twisting and contorting Agonized flesh distorted Rolling over and through Emulating smoke curling and billowing Like blood dripping into water Dissipating until it's washed clean Becoming what it fights Struggling with the opposite Transforming into what it hates Echoing throughout existence Life from unbeing Being and nothingness Lapses and eclipses Staring out into the void To be met by those which stare back
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
The depths are intoxicating Beckoning any willing to hear its call Gaze longingly into the abyss Wishing to join what cannot be understood And so the longing never ends Not while it calls Hissing seductively Whispering endlessly Lying just beyond this plane A hollow terror worse than death To wish for complete annihilation One cannot return from a total erasure End all, be all To fade away, into their nothingness Gaze upon the faces Recognizing them all Welcoming their final embrace
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
There are no beginnings Just days tacked onto days Without rhyme or reason Monotonous assemblies of occurrences My thoughts come crashing inward My surroundings change while I remain motionless Not feeling the steps this body has taken Exhausting, pervasive, overpowering Spreading from the edge like an oil stain Horrified by my own existence You grasp at the veil A layer rolls back and you're met with just an existent Independent of space and time One cannot seize it For it is always just beyond Reaching, groveling Groveling Searching for the ideal unity of infinity You never truly find yourself Never finding yourself Only the nausea
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Is morality a product Of evolutionary need Or is it just fear and torment Sharpened to a point by dogmatism? Can there be true altruism When you're looking for reward? Can you exorcise true charity If you expect heaven's doors? Building up your cathedrals Upon the cornerstone soaked in blood Your vacuous intellectual ruins Maintained at enormous human cost
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
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Experience of one's self As space for the world to fill But one is interpreted By others as an object within the world The view from hanging space With nothing above or below The oval boundaries of vision Fades out into darkness Plunged into the objective world Succeeding in annihilating myself There is no me on this level Only summoned upon an inward glance All are the space in which darkness crowds The silence in which sound is shaped The indivisible glimpse of consciousness Exists not far away, but right on the surface Right on the Surface
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Primordial pools Buried within dreams Awakened our ancestors Hurdled across unknown landscapes Born without reason Prolonged out of weakness Ephemeral beings Continuing themselves by instinct Groveling in agony Always searching for the point Exploited for worldly gain Promised relief from this pain Accepting our fate Brings meaning to this existence We survive in obscurity Waiting to die by chance
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Some search for purpose Many suppose they've found one Filling in the gaps With the spirit, father and son Only grasping at straws Comforting faiths to dull the pain Without inherent meaning What point could there be for life? This absurd human experience Can it only be corrected by suicide? Are we too condemned To push one boulder endlessly up the mount Just to watch it fall again? Only those who have wished for death Truly know how good it is to live Enveloping absurdity Indifferent to the possibility of more Solutions to stave the meaningless Only dead ends once explored All suffer and are destroyed Inevitably slipping back into the void
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026