Somewhere in silence I rested
with collected dust that memories have left behind.
They told me it was all I could have.
They told me there is no meaning.
In the end it will all be as meaningless as dust

For what reason do I wait?
For what reason do I try?

I feel it fading.
It is fading into the vast space
that held words never spoken
and feelings never manifested.

This is where dead end wishes will desiccate my being.
This is where giving up will dismember every limb.
This is where I will have been defeated by life.