Maybe it’s finally left me
I doubt it though
I just can’t seem to think anything today
Did, but didn’t, make breakfast for myself today
At least I managed that
There’s nothing like having nothing to say
I feel like so much has tumbled out of me
It should only follow that there would be times the torrent would ebb
To no one
To no one
I don’t have enough in me to get what I truly want
I’m missing something
And there’s no one to tell me what it is
It was supposed to be easy
No you never said that this would be easy
It was still supposed to be
There’s no way I would willingly enter into a deal that includes the possibility of collosal failure
I already know about the power of absolute failure
The percentage chance that no matter what happens you will never succeed
I don’t know why I thought anything would come of it
You can’t just put effort into things
You have to put effort into things in the way they want or it’s useless
Pointless
Meaningless
There’s nothing here but questions and words
Questions that will never have answers and words that will never live
Like why did I even try?
And higher, desire, and fire.
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