It's sad.
It's all pointless. School. Finances. Work. Drugs. Drama.
What does it all add up to? Paying for school to get a good job to nothing more with your life.
Drugs to relieve oneself of the realization of the emptyness of existance.
Drama to add something negativley interesting to the boring life.
What is the point to life.
People have dwelt upon lifetimes pondering the mysterious question.
The Interview: A.F.I. Decemberunderground.
"Forever waiting for disaster,
What David calls servant and master,
Will you play it too?
As this displacement begs for water.
Swimming, bathing.
Drowning in sorrow.
Scream with me.
I crawl across this cracked expansion,
I'll be buried soon.
Beneath the sand with pure intentions.
Wanting something, someone to follow.
For a change, I'll refrain,
From hiding all of me from you.
Here's my lullaby.
Pray for rain, lose your name.
And watch all your dreams fall through.
Hush now, don't you cry.
I swoon upon my knees come crashing,
Will you bury me?
Today, this small favour I am asking
Hold me, you may drop me tomorrow
Calm down.
Come down cold resides with me.
With me.
I flee to,
I flee to decemberunderground.
As you exhale, I breathe in and sink into,
The water underground,
And I grow pale without you."
Friday, October 17, 2008
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2 comments:
You know...you are so right. I think about those things often probably more often than I should be..and I never come up with an answer =/ I hate how life is such a bloody mystery.
We are here to create a mark on this world, to say we've been here and lived our best; to work at something and see the frution of labor.
The thing about life-our quizzical human nature- is that it cannot be stabilized. As much as good judgement precedes you, not so good judgement might precede another, and vice versa. Where a situation seems better than yours one day, the next it can become topsy-turvy. There is no rationale for this frenetic state from one moment to the next but the simple, and melancholy mantra: "Life isn't fair."
Of course, life can seem empty, like the rolling ocean- cold and vast- under a gloomy sky. However, existence is filled with nuances rather than emptiness. To be completely empty is to be void- in essence, it means death. Death to all sparks of happiness, warmth, and love that all of humanity exists in, though some realize this aspect too late. There are many souls extinguished too young, too quick that would love to have kept experiencing life, whether monotonous or melodious.
Everyone has their own personal struggles in life, their own hinderances. Yet they hold out, they hold on.
We wake up everyday into the unknown, fully connected in existence with every organism that draws air. We are lucky to have those who love us and protect us around to have as a guardian.And facing the unknown, the bad, and the good is all part of the experience.
That is why we're here, to experience it all and pass on our experience, and hope for the best.
This life- just to live it- is epic.
"I breathe in..."
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