One need only look to the four winds
to find four frowns;
eight sad eyes
straining to see
through stained glass tears.
The man said "I die daily" but
he didn't have a constant stream of
status updates
to maintain.
I define myself daily.
Being special has
thus far
not protected me from
the unbearable weight
of today.
All of the analog cigarettes and
old fashioned daydreams
in the world
cannot save me now.
If I'm not seen
am I really here?
Heavy hearts and weary heads
reside respectively in the chests and on the necks
of everyone I encounter.
The gas station attendant
feels empty and
is bereft of a sense of irony.
The world ends
not with bang OR whimper,
but
with a deep and baleful sigh...
with a deep and baleful sigh...
with a deep and baleful...

Great man
Can't hold him back for long
Without doing something great for mankind.
He is quick to fire his imagination for the people.

I feel like I'm breaking,
No,
I've been broken,
I feel like I'm slipping,
No,
I've already fallen,
I feel like I'm dying,
No,
I'm already dead inside,
I feel like crying,
No,
These tears are already dry.