How’d I get myself into a situation
Where the silver lining is its treacherous navigation?
My path is already mapped out, the lines already drawn
Trying to balance between right and wrong,
But I’m already slipping off.
I’m unsure. I’m uneasy. I’m unable to think clearly.
My objectivity is failing and my subjectivity is reigning,
Straining my remaining self-respect.
It’s done, it’s finished, we’ve reached the end;
But this end begins with a promise, my friends
(One on which you can all depend)
That more poems will soon be penned.
Five faces smiling,
Connected by one broad grin
Five voices rising,
Ecstatic to be together again
Five laughs converging,
Getting rid of the pain
Five friends surviving,
Keeping each other sane.
I’m surrounded by the noise of life
The rattling of the heater,
The creaks of this chair,
The stillness of the room,
The voices in the hall,
And the click of the keys
As I write this all
I sang with angels;
I Panic(ked)! At the Disco
And screamed myself hoarse
Sometimes the world disappoints us,
Sometimes it’s more than that.
Sometimes the world hurts us,
Sometimes it’s worse than that.
Sometimes the world kills us
Sometimes it’s not merciful enough for that.
“System cannot compute”
My mind is in need of a reboot
It’s processed too much;
The ram and rom are both fucked up
Time to unplug