The Test

Nothing is epic or worth remembering
Like the darkness of a star-less night
It engulfs and draws on my lack of will
Living is often torment of testing
How do I give up on the test?
Something that is out of the question
Such is the torment of life in itself
Live and suffer or die and suffer
The catch 22 of eternity
A game to a higher being
A soul-less moon lighting the way to nothing
In all my years has anything really changed?
Loss is life and life is loss
Still breathing but not for any real reason
Forced to carry on in despair of emptiness
Alone in the forever of vastness of nothing
One more day to waste in the forever test
A blink to someone, a chamber to me
As I lie motionless waiting for something
Something that may never come

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