ground, ground O' ground
below
looking down, I see a world go round
in the heavens
above
this existence is hell
can you spell life without suffering?
or is it all a joke?
these days i simply cant tell
a paradox in the making
a pair of socks that need cleaning
why dont you love to mop the floor anymore?
what is the meaning of words?
why is anybody asking questions.
This is not a poem. These are not words. Just meaningless shells that house feelings for someone feel.
just something to catch and reel