The void has gotten to me,
Yet it will never win.
Because of my mental craziness,
This is song forever sung.
It cannot win,
Not even when I am done.
Remind me,
Of my one true desire,
Need,
Want.
Immortality,
Immune to all forms of damage.
I would like to still be able to communicate,
Think,
Feel emotionally/mentally.
I wished,
I prayed,
I don't put that much effort into most things,
Then I think of this.
The effort I put into fixing me,
Is useless,
If I used it for something else,
I could be...
Immortally powerful.
I could figure out a way.
But then I remember.
The void is waiting.
I will do whatever it takes,
To forever get rid of it.
In the rest of humanity.
For this task,
I will need immortality.
In conclusion,
I can never complete either.