The disconcerting silence of this once-exhilerating life

Has now casted a malediction upon my being,

Causing me to grow more laconic than I previously was.

My mind occupied the void once filled

By a plethora of resonant hums emitted by the metropolis

With a chaotic maelstrom of thoughts.

Under no circumsstances have I come to presuming this outcome,

So I now prowl aimlessly in the shadows

Of this devastatingly destroyed world,

Safeguarding myself from the monsters spawned from Hell -- humanity --

With a barricade composed of every fragment of vigor

I am competent of mustering up

When they strike me with an onslaught of emotions.