Delusions of Success
Vaguely enough so you’ll feel
That someone, somewhere understands
Don’t take my empty promises
As substitutions for the words you need to hear
Cause I sing my laments
In sound-proofed studio rooms you’ve never known
You’ll canonize with my side of tale
My narrative nurtures dreams that the truth would kill
Don’t you see
I can never understand
What it means to lose every single time.
I’ll say your persistence will reward you
Opine that your talent is a virtue
That your voice hides secrets only you can share
Because I’m already there
I’ll tell you I know the way
One day your struggle will yield
It’s kinder than admitting life isn’t fair.
Emptiness
I emptied myself into the singular pursuit.
My apathy, empathy, love, hatred, passion, motivation.
Everything belonged to my one purpose; telling the tale that burned in my chest.
Now I fear I’ve given too much.
I’m empty.
I lost Derivation while I was surrendering the rest.
The one thing I was determined to keep is gone.
Without it, I’m not even a person.
So what now? What do I do now that the worst has happened?
How long do I stay away? How long will it take to fall in love again? Until my hands itch with words burning to see life on paper?
I don’t know.
I’m starting over. From the beginning. Tell me again, Alexander.
Stay good and keep transmitting
On My Way
Human Plight
In this human plight
I just know there must be
Something better in this life
Have I earned the right to know
Earned the right to say
Or is this just another dream
Is this just another play
I’m sitting on the edge of today
But I haven’t earned the right to stay
I’m not part of this
I never was
I’m just here to show
At least someone cared
That someone was holding on
To all of the moments shared
Do I take a humble leave
Or do I keep holding on
Hoping that I break through
To what potential we had when this began
My patience is waning
Though this is nothing new
How long can I keep waiting
Before I give up on you?
I will never know where happiness
Lies in this human life
I just know there must be
Something better for which we flight.
Tragedy of the Commons
Divide
Peddler of Dreams
When you need her.
Disconnect
Cosmic Perspective
But it isn’t the only one.
We are one of many, lighting the infinite void of SpaceTime. And we know all of this because a speck of dust dared to defy gravity and look up.
Our first act was that of defiance.