All is empty. I feel nothing.

I feel nothing.

Only the void.

I feel nothing.
I feel nothing.
I feel nothing.
I feel nothing.

Only the void...

What if we recognized our potential?

For every creator is a potential destroyer...

What if we didn't?

What would be worse...?

What would be worse?

Nothing stimulates me.
Nothing satisfies me.
Nothing gratified me.
Nothing...

Only the void...

Only the void...

The black hole has swallowed me.
I feel something worse than depression.
It's not agony.
It's not wrath.
It's not nihilism.
It's apathy...

Oh, apathy...

Did you have to attack me?

I wish I could feel something...

I wish I could want something...

I wish I could do something...

But I'm stuck...
I'm stuck in this empty state,
Where I want to want,
But I don't.
I want to feel,
But I don't.
I want to do,
But I don't.

Only the void...

I swear I can hear my mind's cells moving.
Nothing's enough.
I want more.
I need more.
I want to feel.
Feel...

But I don't...

I could destroy something.
I could do something,
Just for the sake of
Getting rid of
My boredom.
But I don't.
I don't.
No.

And I'm tired.
I'm exhausted.
I'm burnt out.
I can't explain it.
I don't know...

Only the void...

I can see the patterns so easily,
And that simply frustrates me.
I want to fear, agitate, worry, mourn...
Anything...
Anything...
Please...

Please...

I need something to fill the void.
I need something to kill the void.
Something to destroy this hollow state.
But what is there...?

Only the void...

Only the void....

Only the void....

Only the void....

Only the void....

Only the void.....

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What is there, but the
Void...?