And so it seems

And so it seems

that dreams slowly

sway from side to side.

We sit and wait,

ponder and daydream

with nothing in mind.

Alas a moment arises!

Yet, we wait again

for a better moment.

Someone once said

"It's better on the other side"

Sometimes I hate myself

because I believe in that someone

in the most powerful way

but nothing comes of it.

Living

I just want to live peacefully,

with you by my side.

But I know it all ends briefly,

with a quick snap of pride.

Constantly we're drifting towards the end

but the end is not there to be awaited.

We wish we can live forever,

but forever is a very long time.

The People of Naive

I can't understand them.

The way they talk, move,

exist, deviate, triumph

blah, blah, blah.

Yet, in a sense, that is all they know.

we know.

Their eagerness to please society,

their anger towards others if not accurate.

I'm not understanding.

I don't understand at all how one can live

in this current world.

I'm not.

I wish I could, this whole idea,

this joy of having a job, house, kids,

paying bills, smoke cigarettes,

That's their dream.

Of course, it is mine too.

But i can't stand to live like this.

Oh, I forgot; they are so naive.

Everyone.

I see, I see now.

Haha Joke

I don't understand

how you can twiddle your thumbs,

explain yourself in a million difference ways,

as the world is expanding

and you are alone.

We all continue in this

dreadful society,

but alas there is hope!

No. That is all lies.

Lies to the bottom of an apple core.

you see yourself glistening

perspiring from the heat

of the never ending nonchalant

callas of your thoughtless expressions.

silly, really.

I never understood your gestures

as to why I was the ignorant one,

or I had no ambitions or anything of that sort.

Oh to be loved.

Love doesn't exist.

It only exists within our society

our minds.

But now that i have no love,

my mind is nothing

Falling Down in a Pit of Lies

To deviate from

the rightful mind.

Who defines it

I shall never know

but I solemnly vow that

I shall enter the darkness

with all mindless things left behind.

I can hear you calling

but I can't listen.

The thoughts of this world expanding,

the world falling a part before my very eyes

is petrifying.

I, myself, however have not a care in the world.

I will be alone, like usual, floating

down

down

down

down

Lies. All of these.

I will learn

I am very alone.

I have not learned enough.

I don't understand.

Though, I intend to,

I never will.

This is all because I am feeling myself alone.

The tingling on my face and hands

are the beginnings of

my realization that

the world is constantly expanding

and I am alone

while this is all happening around me.

My mind slowly going empty

shows the start of

myself slowly slipping away into insanity

as the world expands

and I am alone

while no one is with me.

The Thought of Love

The idea of love

is never pleasing.

You continue to exist,

try and work harder to please,

but in the end

the harder you work

the farther away you become.

You're trapped in this black hole.

People say

You can never love enough.

You can never love someone enough.

You can never please the one you love,

even though you try.

The sad thing is

this is true.

However, what they don't tell you

is that the one you are really trying to please

is yourself.

They never tell you that you are the one not loved.

Everyone tries, but never succeeds because it's a never ending array

of disappointment, confusion, doubt, anxiety, depression,

and simply never understanding why.

Not Understanding

I don't understand your words

They seem useless..

How do you just

Stomp on my feet?

Shake my body?

Slap my face?

My body is disgusting.

I am disgusted.

and I am not understanding why.

But, you.

You understand.

I will stop now.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

I am emptied of these

forsaken mishaps,

out of mind

for all time.

The color stripped

from my bones.

Lack of devotion.

Where is my motif?

The subject has

become discouraged.

I worry...

This is always consistent.

My mind is bursting,

The absorbance is disturbing.

Solitude can't make me feel less alone.