Smooth melodies of mere absence
Sort of being plunged into a void making no sense  
Capabilities tingling... itching..like insense

Should I call it an eternal trance?.
No call it my soul losing sense of significance all because of sensations that arise from a certain situation

Left in an emotional coma... as my heart wants to stop.beating because of all the absence it has breathed in...
The mouth can no longer speak truth truely because of the hate it has eaten....

If absence is the lacking of soul... then I for one will try to deceive it
The way I perceive it.....is that absence... is not the exclusion of happiness... but the exclusion to carry us....carry ourselves....out of the pit ...that we have slowly dug... until... a dead end is what we are faced with

Because it is my heart that Absence has over taken