Incomplete Symphony

A turbulent flight
But landing of the finest kind
A bad goodbye
Just posing as a turned blank page of white

It's an incomplete symphony
Body of noise
A useless soundtrack for void

Send playful thoughts
It's high jinx in an empty hall
The echoes talk
There's voices off the breeze block walls
In slow-mo

But if I block them out
Dull their sound
Praise them once more
I'd be total, fulfilled, and whole
But I'm done for
Got no more

On a line that fades
No boundary or peace of mind to break
In a perpetual age
It's another unfinished shit portrait

It's an incomplete symphony
Rotten in rhyme
But most of it should suffice
It's an incomplete symphony
Moment in time
But who says the future's bright?
'Cause I'm done for
Got no more tonight

So who says the future's bright?
Not you, nor I, just them
No new lens, it's lookalike
A shitshow that I attend
In the true sense, the world's got frightening
In blue light, a bell that rings
No new lens, it's lookalike
It's AWOL, the spine it seems
And for now, I'm done for tonight