Abysmal Distortions

I cringe at the sounds of the clicking keyboard
at the doze of the night that stands still
A lonely desolate heart in the midst of an abyss
that keeps on pulling me to the darkness.

The heart cries and bleeds
for the loss of things that were never there
Hallucinations that fed the deception
False promises that chokes til death.

And at the brink of the reality that came too fast
Everything was lost and gone all the same
Of the sham and uncertainties that kept on lingering
the only thing that was left was a broken soul.

-- uolanre, 033006