1. zenless world
I live in a zenless world of self-imposed misery.
I refuse to leave the confines of the safety of my mind.
I build new walls every day, for fear that my radiant soul should be discovered, or worse
that it should discover freedom.
I am a demon of cosmic apathy.
I wallow in the pain of loneliness, yet I will not let anyone near me.
These are the things that make me hate myself.
[Circa late 1997 early 1998.]