Empty Nimbus - Fission

Senselessness occupied all senses

Was I following the patterns of dunces?

The predictable laws in the exterior

Got indefinable as it floated into the interior

But conflicts turned to harmony

When I crawled out through my wormhole

And admitted insifficienty

As part of the human role

You call me outcast, an empty nimbus

But I am just preserving my sanity

Why waste energy on your stagnating muss?

That curses my behaviour as insanity

(In your eyes) My aura losing it’s glow

But I’m saving my strength in the shadows

Shutting down the power

Outting the chord to your observing tower

«He used to be a radiant head

But now it’s pale like the dead»

You call me outcast, an empty nimbus

But I am just preserving my sanity

Why waste energy on your stagnating muss?

That curses my behaviour as insanity

Your idea structures are breathing by unreasoning

In essence and conclusion

With logics in mind, it’s just false seasoning

That spices your illusion