I taste the emptiness
Of a life built
On the fringes of ideas
That failed to hold true
I exhale the fervour
Embody the reckless abandon
Own the rooted rage
The rigorous conception of art
I taste the blood lost

The waves of ambition
Rearranging the realities
Afloat from delusions
I taste the sweep
Of ephemeral nirvana
Savour the sweetness of
Reveries of the great
Disengage from the current
The surrender
To blissful oblivion.