All is lost
Lost is all I am
I drink from the rivers of nothing
And sleep in emptiness
The train I’m about to aboard
Is called the “Unknown Express”
I am going to a destination I don’t know of
I have no direction
So I labeled myself as “Aimless”
Out of the train window
All I see is vacancy
Even nature has disappeared
This is becoming a painful mystery
The train is beginning to slow down
I must have arrived to my unknown destination
I step outside and see
That I am in the land of “No Expression or Creation”