Breakthrough Identity

I can’t remember when I was ever whole…
Deep within solitude lurking the darkness.
My heart is like a black hole,
And on the other end of it is nothingness.

I want to break free of from this prison.
You can come along too, unknown presence.

With this scarred body, we’ll advance.
There’s still remnants of who I was that haven’t departed.
Show there’s a chance
For me to be something other than coldhearted.

Let’s break free from this apathetic persona.
I want to feel the warmth of who I am.
See what’s beyond these doors of purdah
And forget this evil world meant for the damned.

Just why am I here?
Everything I see has no hue, better yet colorless,
Yet through it all, I can still see clear.
My mind can’t cure itself of its disinterest.

I’m soaked in void’s rain.
I no longer have will.
My dear sufferers who share this common disdain,
we look towards meaning to dry us off and end the chills.

Bliss, seep into this body, we’ll advance.
There are still remnants of my emotions that haven’t departed.
Show me there’s a chance
For me to do more than idly sit disheartened.

Don’t avert your eyes from my true persona.
For once you can feel the warmth of who I am.
My identity screams with the voice of god aloud.
I’m walking forward without thinking back on purdah.
Just what was that world meant for the damned?
A smile glistens on my face as I walk proud
As if I’m on the lands of nirvana.