Solemn Reflections of the Void

I see the eternal scape of death
Not mere hallucination
Vision...
With mortal end lies the infinite form: Impassable
Final souls have far and drifted long ago
This world is but a mirror to our indifference
A reflection...equanimous
Passing colors, spurred once from life
Becoming this...Solemn gray
And ever hollow...
But beyond all; is forgotten, in remnants bitter