I’m here
Incomplete
I think I felt most complete when I was standing on stage
But that’s not the way it went
I didn’t get to keep being on stage
Constantly trying to fill this hole in me
They all tell me that I should think positively
At least the Sun will be there for me in the morning
Even though no one else will be
And everyone else has someone else
All these people I know
All with someone
I don’t think I would be fixed by love
But it couldn’t hurt, right?
I thought love was a good thing but the Universe won’t let me experience it
Not beyond the light of the Sun
How it feels to be told to just be happy with the light of the Sun
The only thing promised
And even then
Anything could happen
Maybe that old angry man really was throwing another one
Who knows
It’s so hard to be content with living like this for another 10 years
But the days they become just a sequence of revolutions
Maybe it will be faster than I know
I feel sorry for the me that has to face their death head on
It had been a while since that cold truth had looked me in the face
If I don’t die there’s no meaning for any of it
The meaning it started out having it never met
Now there’s no way to make the words love unless I am not here to explain them
People have to be searching for a reason why I’m dead to find it
How many sacrifices will this society claim?
Are we better than any civilization that committed ritual sacrifice?
Ripening up our chosen lambs
Disabled people and those unhoused
Waiting until they’re ready to be erased
For the good of society
An interesting choice
I wonder if the gods find us more filling than any other sacrifice
It’s sad because I think of how many people died for society to get better and it never did
I wish I could see a shooting star
To wish on that Death will meet me with a smile anyways
It’s a mixing of messages
Society tells me to do it
Because there’s no other way
Yet you’re all there saying continue
Always continue
From here?
What do you expect me to do from here?
I am cornered
What else can I do?
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