Looking through the window to tomorrow
I wonder how sun crawls to bring to existence
Such a wonderful art piece, hiding the looming sorrow
So that the entire galaxy moves without resistance

Sometimes I contemplate how easy it is to hate
Every Soul out here battling to evade attachments
Chained and in pain, tirelessly straining to break free of fate
Dumping promises and marriages, fed up of commitments

But looking within I find fear of future looming
Judging from the heartless past I've seen
The routine isn't promising to change,like global warning
And a Soulquake's trapped me in the rubble of where I've been

Such is a troubled human leaving in taunting fear
If this world isn't our home, why the Hell are we here?