It doesn’t add up.
Why stay on this rock we call home.
Just to eventually turn to ash and dust and be forgotten about.
What purpose is there to stay here? In the mortal existence in which we live in fear of?
We stay because of what, some moral obligation to keep others happy?
Well what about me.
They don’t think of others, only themselves until they need help.
We stay because some old religion dictates its against the rules?
What basis is your religion on? Word of mouth? A old book thats been rewritten a thousand times with many omissions over the years and changes to its contents?
Every day that passes more injustices are committed by those that are supposed to “Help” but they murder.
Our leaders are vile and corrupt with nothing we say to sway them back to reason.
We stay because we feel it will get better.

But thats just it.
It doesn’t.


I’ll only stay so long. For my heart weeps and a hollow smile hides my scorned existence. A shameful and regret filled past. But I trudge on hoping… for just one wish to be fulfilled in my lifetime. And if not. Everything was a waste.

Everything I've wanted has gone to shambles
Nobody I like ends up a good person
Am I cursed to be forever alone?
My canvas has been painted over multiple times forming who I am and yet nobody appreciates its art.
perhaps the canvas is the mistake.
allow me to be candid, Times are only getting tougher and emotions are getting worse and worse until eventually I succumb. I'm not saying I need love but someone to enjoy my presence for who I am. I may be asking too much but its just too much to not ask for something.

Will this be forever?
Perhaps one day I'll shed the human frame,
or perchance achieve some great feat,
maybe even attain great wealth,
but as of now,
I have nothing.
No ambitions
No impressive or unexpected traits
just... loneliness and depression

Hopefully before I die I can achieve one of my three goals.

Thank you for reading.