The Failure of Existence - A poem by @infinitor

The Failure of Existence

The black mirror is the abyss
into which we gaze every day.
'tis the consequence of
forgetting Nietzsche.

It has imprinted itself on us
making us defunct without it.

The progress of man is nothing
without man himself.

As I stand here,
staring into the abyss,
it speaks to me in a language
only I can understand.

The whispers and murmurs seep through,
with all their foreign and forbidden intentions.

Indistinct, inaudible yet crystal clear.

And now they've come for us,
and bring with them the inevitable death,
the abyss, the void, the darkness
to consume us whole.

The abyss, the void, and the edge
'tis nothing but the creation of man.

We have come so far in the pursuit of humanity
unaware that humanity died long ago.

And now the only our own creations remain
that have now come to push us off the edge
to put out the final faint fires
in our cold hearts.

Into the abyss, the void, the darkness
that nulls and numbs us
and is the proof of
the failure of our existence.

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