This isn't for pleasure.
It isn't for pain.
It's not for the moon, the sun, or the rain.
It is not about love.
Nor is it therapy.
It's not about where or who I oughta be.
There's no hope in these words.
No comfort or solace.
And the universe has, no reason to call us.
It's just a gathering of words bro.
No depth in here.
Just a bunch of dumb words, and a warm can of beer.
Jan 11
Jan 11, 2026 at 8:36 AM UTC
This isn't for pleasure.
It isn't for pain.
It's not for the moon, the sun, or the rain.
It is not about love.
Nor is it therapy.
It's not about where or who I oughta be.
There's no hope in these words.
No comfort or solace.
And the universe has, no reason to call us.
It's just a gathering of words bro.
No depth in here.
Just a bunch of dumb words, and a warm can of beer.