Lullaby of death (7 steps to peace)

Just once, a trimmed down spectrum of now.
A weed whacked, angle of the world,
not so real, so I negate to feel.
Just once, a minute, where all is lost,
in the falcity of the crystal ball.
The paradox of the liar, ascends no higher!!!!

A place where existance rivals ignorance, we float above and watch.
To observe at a distance, I contemplate resistance

To sob, in vein, is to appreciate insane. (wondering why you are alone)
To cry in love, is to love hate. (if you love, why cry, you become angry)
To adore hate, is to love yourself. (without love you are alone, with yourself)
To love yourself, is to love nothing. (when alone you are empty)
Love nothing, then love exists not.(void of love, reality sets in)
Void of emotion, death accepted. (Feelings of love gone, End is near)
Better ruins, life is void!! (GOOD BYE)