Ruin of the Mind

Ruin of the mind
Fallen from attention
No more vigor remaining
Only resignation existing

To question the truth
In order to find Truth
Overpowered by the crowd
And left in the gutter

The crowd brings power,
Control and madness
While the mind lies fallen
Trampled by the masses

From deep within
The tattered will beckons
Clawing at the cellar door
In vain attempts to speak

What left to add
From the fallen mind
Outside of screams and cries
And sorrows of defeat

No more ingenuity
No more self volition
Just dreams of independence
Relative to the perception

The mental death occurs
With little fanfare
The mind long forgotten
Lying in ashes

Empathy brings no comfort
No solace is around
Only the persecution
Of a good mind turned stale

The mind lies dead
Defeated by answers
Left in its place
Shells of ignorance