Another day to lay my head
Upon my pillow til I wake
And when I do I only sigh
For it is pointless to live this life...
I roll over to see the sun
Shining upon my very soul
Yet nothing warms my hardened heart
As I lay in my sea of blankets...
I stand upon my grotesque carpet
And look upon the pile of clothes
That lays upon my vile floor
And now rests upon my meaningless flesh...
I brush my teeth and comb my hair
And pet my cat who loves me so
I get my things and start the car
And drive away hoping never to return...
I go to school, the prisonish hell
And sit alone as the zombies walk by
They aren't humans though they look it
They are conformists through and through...
I ditch a class, a class or two
And walk around the school ground's lands
I see the people doing wrong
And smile at their insecurities...
The bell has wrung, the day has gone
At least the day within this hell
I take my leave within my car
And drive away to my wretched house...
I might have called it my own home
Yet I cannot since it is meaningless
More than me and that says a lot
The devil makes his home there...
I sit at home alone again
In the darkness of my blackened room
My frogs make noise, my cat meows,
My turtle longs for me to feed him...
I do these things though I might not want to
There is no point in a meaningless life
Though mine is just as meaningless as theirs
So what can I hold against them?..
I feed them and then lay back down
What is there to do again?
Nothing seems to be worth my time
Except the meaningless things of life...
I sit and sit and play my songs
I sing and sing and think of things
And just as I am begining to think
That I might not be completely useless...
He comes home.
The devil himself.
The wretched beast.
The vile filth.
He deserves not to live.
He deserves not to die.
He should not exist.
He is the one who never leaves me.
He is the one who will forever torment me.
And yet he lives another day.
And another day, I cry alone.
 Silent_Melancholy_Enigma · Thu May 01, 2008 @ 12:30am · 0 Comments |
