#morty
I had nothing
But time
I could see
The life of
It in all its
Fleeting
Terrible light
Wondering
Had I lived?
Was I the
Object in
Another's story?
Was that all
I ever was?
Could I
Be more?
Nothing but
Time and still
No answer
I had glimpsed
Into the mind
Of eternity
Perhaps the
Mind of god
And found
Nothing but
Silence
Oct 26, 2023
Oct 26, 2023 at 10:54 PM UTC
Existence is pain, everything is a lie.
Nobody exsist on purpose,
Everything has to die.
No, I'm not depressed,
Or even distressed.
Just full of anger, hate, and regret.
Wish I could go and finally rest.
Yet I stay awake feeling pain in my chest,
From broken promises and ****** stress.
Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 5:10 AM UTC
Fear not little one,
Everyone has a purpose.
How quaint you must feel,
Like destiny ripping at your wired circuits,
Looking for meaning.
Looking for purpose.
It's not just you,
We're all wired that way.
Don't lose heart,
Your work, though minimal, has purpose.
Know that there is meaning in everything we do,
For there is a master plan, working itself out.
Even if it seems useless, faint, or unimportant,
Don't lose hope,
Do not faulter,
Don't stop or stutter,
You do more than pass the butter.
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 2:07 AM UTC