no more drama now
the agonizing existence,
of forgetting and remembering
the soft colors of yesterday,
the pale understanding of nonexistence.
and it had all been in vain... yes...
gone with a laugh, erased from memory, dead.
looking through the rings of my cigarette smoke,
the future is seen as bleak as the night sky,
light from buildings bleeding into its clarity.
and i wonder why my suffering is necessary.
what good will this ultimately accomplish?
i really dont think any.
maybe it's amusing to watch,
maybe it's funny to think about.
i need some meditation so i can leave my people.
..................................................
and i wonder when i will be free.
can't help but feel so disappointed.
i've been there and back,
and i've gained nothing.
of forgetting and remembering
the soft colors of yesterday,
the pale understanding of nonexistence.
and it had all been in vain... yes...
gone with a laugh, erased from memory, dead.
looking through the rings of my cigarette smoke,
the future is seen as bleak as the night sky,
light from buildings bleeding into its clarity.
and i wonder why my suffering is necessary.
what good will this ultimately accomplish?
i really dont think any.
maybe it's amusing to watch,
maybe it's funny to think about.
i need some meditation so i can leave my people.
..................................................
and i wonder when i will be free.
can't help but feel so disappointed.
i've been there and back,
and i've gained nothing.