(no subject)
Sometimes nothing fills me the way I need it to.
I’ve been spending my spare time lately sitting in cafés
sipping cubano’s and ruminating the past few years of my life.
Worrying about everything endlessly.. wondering what it all means
And where its all going.
I feel old, though my age in years would suggest otherwise.
These are the moments you never expect.
Where the vastness of the world seems to swell before you
Like the rise and fall of one gasping for air.
And I feel smaller than deaths kiss leaves a corpse.
I need the chill of winter
Perhaps it will preserve my body the way it has failed my mind.
The sun is sifting down through the seemingly unpolluted air
To wage war on the other half of the world for a few hours
Melting volume by volume until the coastline disappears
And the entire globe is an orbiting mass of water covered solid
But no ones cares about remote
Maybe those delusional bastards are on to something
And a comforting lie is better than solving the problem
Maybe I’m paranoid, but I find it nerve shattering that at any moment
Someone could scarecrow the entire world
And we’d all be inhaling hallucinogens that burn like mustard gas..
Dying from asphyxiation or murdered by psychosis.
Weapons seem to make people uneasy
Technology and advancement seem to make people uneasy
But what everyone overlooks
Is that there are people behind the trigger pulling and the chemical mixing
And the global warming.
People are the most dangerous creatures
But unlike weapons, they are seldom taken seriously until it’s too late.
We’re all busy worrying about economics
We’re all consumed by our consumerist mentalities
And our individualistic means to a supposed self preserving end
But fuck money, fuck politics, fuck human rights..
We won’t have a battle ground if we don’t sort out our priorities…
Giving shit about where we live, as opposed to how we live.
I’ve been spending my spare time lately sitting in cafés
sipping cubano’s and ruminating the past few years of my life.
Worrying about everything endlessly.. wondering what it all means
And where its all going.
I feel old, though my age in years would suggest otherwise.
These are the moments you never expect.
Where the vastness of the world seems to swell before you
Like the rise and fall of one gasping for air.
And I feel smaller than deaths kiss leaves a corpse.
I need the chill of winter
Perhaps it will preserve my body the way it has failed my mind.
The sun is sifting down through the seemingly unpolluted air
To wage war on the other half of the world for a few hours
Melting volume by volume until the coastline disappears
And the entire globe is an orbiting mass of water covered solid
But no ones cares about remote
Maybe those delusional bastards are on to something
And a comforting lie is better than solving the problem
Maybe I’m paranoid, but I find it nerve shattering that at any moment
Someone could scarecrow the entire world
And we’d all be inhaling hallucinogens that burn like mustard gas..
Dying from asphyxiation or murdered by psychosis.
Weapons seem to make people uneasy
Technology and advancement seem to make people uneasy
But what everyone overlooks
Is that there are people behind the trigger pulling and the chemical mixing
And the global warming.
People are the most dangerous creatures
But unlike weapons, they are seldom taken seriously until it’s too late.
We’re all busy worrying about economics
We’re all consumed by our consumerist mentalities
And our individualistic means to a supposed self preserving end
But fuck money, fuck politics, fuck human rights..
We won’t have a battle ground if we don’t sort out our priorities…
Giving shit about where we live, as opposed to how we live.