Chewing On Glass…

It won’t be long until there’s nothing left
Not by some miracle just the way it is
We couldn’t imagine it could be so easy
Gave up a while ago but what’s the difference
There wasn’t anyone there to tell us different
Further we go the more we know it’s just air
The further we go the more we know
There wasn’t anything over there either
It doesn’t take long until there’s nothing left
Not by some miracle just the way it is
We couldn’t imagine it could be so easy
Tried too hard a while ago but what’s the difference
There never was anyone to tell us any different
Further we go the more we know it’s just gravity
Weighing us down by our bones
The further we go the more we have to know
There wasn’t anything around here either
It doesn’t take long to learn everything we knew
Not by some miracle just the way it is
We couldn’t imagine it could be so easy
So we had to make it more than it really was
Because the further we go the more we know
There really wasn’t much of anything to begin with

You either know what I mean or you are me…

Walking the edge of eternity
Time is running out for those
Too afraid to not look the other way
Backwards in time is illogical
I’ll give you that in the scheme of things
But it is the only way to understand
Only through your reflection
Can you see what you’ve become
Only through your reflection
Can you understand what you’ve done
Walking on the edge of eternity
Thought I had something to say
But I had already said it any way

A thought stuck in a negative space… I know what I am…

Being so different isn’t really a thing
There’s a difference between
Acceptance and tolerance
Being so different isn’t really a thing
When we are all the same
In our own special way
If being so different was really a thing
We wouldn’t all be heading for the same place
Displaced logic I’m sure you’ll say but it isn’t
Six feet under and we should have dug further
The waterline is making all the bones float
Down here we aren’t so different after all
Because being so different isn’t really a thing
When we are all dead and gone
Inside our heads is only really thoughts
Most of us are just to tired to understand
Others take advantage and it pisses us off
Stumbling past the secrets of life
This wasn’t meant to add up to anything
So you’ll have to forgive that I’m right
Being so different wasn’t really a thing
Wasn’t as big of a thing as we made it out to be
There’s a difference between acceptance and tolerance
And there isn’t anyone doing either out here

Unfortunately it isn’t Monday… I’m not even sure what day it is… has become… I don’t think it even matters at a certain point… the less we know about the timeline we are on… the easier it is to ignore we are one more step away from something…

Cancer… death… sleep… disappointment… Some sort of combination with a splash of something else… I’m little more than a thought trapped in a negative space… I guess that’s one step above being nothing at all… and that is pretty nice… If you think about it as long as I have… you’ll still be thinking about it tomorrow…