Friday, January 6, 2012

If there is nothing

I am waiting to see if there is nothing
Because my life suggests that this is wrong
Mad irony howls, Cynical fate laughs
At the smoke of my burned remains
Choking my last breath
From drawing in
If I am alone there is no purpose
I know this is insane
But if there is nothing
No one cares, and there is only pain
So why should I worry?
If there is nothing
All I do is dust