Dead in bed
mourning my death
in living amongst the living
but I live
and so I keep asking
_Where_ is that sliver of light
that's meant to slip through the shades
and give me that last morsel of hope
to chew on for days and days
until it's mush, but I still gotta chew
because that's all life has to offer
_Where_ is that rush of emotions
that can defibrillate my dying heartbeat
and give me that last reason
to squeeze and squeeze till it's beat
because there is no other way
no other _meaning_
But I could live in a world with no meaning
devoid of reason
without definitions to cling to
Because there is too much meaning in this world
All your symbols, all your f****** standards
make me less of a human,
and there is nothing worse,
there is no way worse
to live in a human's world
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 2:47 AM UTC
Dead in bed
mourning my death
in living amongst the living
but I live
and so I keep asking
_Where_ is that sliver of light
that's meant to slip through the shades
and give me that last morsel of hope
to chew on for days and days
until it's mush, but I still gotta chew
because that's all life has to offer
_Where_ is that rush of emotions
that can defibrillate my dying heartbeat
and give me that last reason
to squeeze and squeeze till it's beat
because there is no other way
no other _meaning_
But I could live in a world with no meaning
devoid of reason
without definitions to cling to
Because there is too much meaning in this world
All your symbols, all your f****** standards
make me less of a human,
and there is nothing worse,
there is no way worse
to live in a human's world
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