(no subject)
Silence is the question
I want the answer
to oblivion
I am dissatisfied beleiving nothing
dissatisfied again
believing
I will be satisified
looking at the edges of eternity
even while the forked tongue
of my so called contentment
sings poisoned doubts
to my already burdened heart
whose rythym is inconstat
molested by
my soulless mind
and mindless body
until I cannot tell
the flowers from the thorns
I got bored and wrote this. I kind of like it. But then I kind of don't. I'm just going to post it and go to bed. Do not try to analyze my thoughts based on this, by the way. I am a complicated person.
I want the answer
to oblivion
I am dissatisfied beleiving nothing
dissatisfied again
believing
I will be satisified
looking at the edges of eternity
even while the forked tongue
of my so called contentment
sings poisoned doubts
to my already burdened heart
whose rythym is inconstat
molested by
my soulless mind
and mindless body
until I cannot tell
the flowers from the thorns
I got bored and wrote this. I kind of like it. But then I kind of don't. I'm just going to post it and go to bed. Do not try to analyze my thoughts based on this, by the way. I am a complicated person.