music and family
do little
to comfort me
now
the sad inevitability
is that my life is getting
****** over for no
reason
welcome to the reality
of reality
I look at the band-aids,
to holes in my skin, the
look of my eyes and all
seems no different
but things are different,
things are dying and changing
and falling apart as all
things do
(welcome to the reality
of reality)
I see the entire world flying past
at seventy miles per hour or more
and they all seem so happy
so perfect
I’ve never known that
perfection
even better off,
even smart,
wiser,
richer,
older,
younger
I’ve never known that
bliss
welcome to the reality
of reality
it’s hard to face
a fate that lives in your
house and eats the
same cereal
hell,
I don’t remember
the last time we
talked
time has come to do it
though
(and I’m ******)
it’s not anger,
not shame,
or hatred,
or cries of
unfairness
it’s just the mere fact
of knowing that I have
to
welcome to the reality
of reality
then I see that I’m alone,
typing to cold machine in
a cold, voluminous space
what have I done to be offended?
outside the trees grow,
the birds fly, the kids
play, the adults drink,
the addicts smoke, the
teachers teach, the eggs
hatch, the new lives live,
and the old ones die
in here
I am left to rot
until the sands of time
themselves
have washed away
into the
mist
the world is alive with living,
the human race does not know
my name,
quietly the world spins in space
quietly she stands out amongst
the black
welcome to the reality
of reality