Midnite.
No inspiration.
Silent gaze through the room.
My heart is empty.
My head is full.
Of thoughts.
Swirling.
Making no sense.
"What's the use? Why are we here?"
"Think about it."
"I can't, I don't know."
"Think."
"To live?"
"Yay, you got one thing right."
"But why do we live?"
"Why do you think?"
"I'm asking you."
"Why do YOU think?"
"Because we need to made eachother happy?"
*nod, nod*
"But what about all the suffering and pain?"
"That's a part of it."
"It is?"
"It is."
"Why?"
"Because if there aren't any bad times we wouldn't enjoy the good times."
"Does that make sense?"
"If you think about it it might."
"What if the bad times keep coming, and the good times never come?"
"The good times always come. After rainy days comes sunshine."
"What if the sunshine doesn't want to come?"
"It always does. Even if it takes a while, it always always does."
No inspiration.
Silent gaze through the room.
My heart is empty.
My head is full.
Of thoughts.
Swirling.
Making no sense.
"What's the use? Why are we here?"
"Think about it."
"I can't, I don't know."
"Think."
"To live?"
"Yay, you got one thing right."
"But why do we live?"
"Why do you think?"
"I'm asking you."
"Why do YOU think?"
"Because we need to made eachother happy?"
*nod, nod*
"But what about all the suffering and pain?"
"That's a part of it."
"It is?"
"It is."
"Why?"
"Because if there aren't any bad times we wouldn't enjoy the good times."
"Does that make sense?"
"If you think about it it might."
"What if the bad times keep coming, and the good times never come?"
"The good times always come. After rainy days comes sunshine."
"What if the sunshine doesn't want to come?"
"It always does. Even if it takes a while, it always always does."