Life is no joyride
And when you thought that things couldnt be worse, then it just happened. You just dont know. You just dont understand why these kind of things keep happening to you. Simply you dont.
"What is happening to my life?" " What have I done to deserve this?"
"Is this some kind of divine punishment Im receiving for doing, or not doing, something? Have I been so fucking mean to get this from life?"
You start wondering around this thing when your life is really fucked up and you begin to think that you are meant to suffer the rest of your life and nothing else in this damned world, cause you realize thats the only one thing you are doing.
And you are so tired to expect a change of the wind that you dont give a damm about niether living nor dying, and you think that dying is better cause it could be your sweet release, that nothing else matters; not love, not compassion, not forgiveness because they are so ephimeral; not betrayness, not hate, not revenge because they last forever.
How can you feel willing to live a life that holds nothing for you or at least has not showed you that it does? It cant be expected from you to be optimistic after all that shit you have been through and all the shit you are about to live because there is always a chance for things to get worse.
You should think its ok, because you are noticing that life is not a joyride and you are getting used to that.
"What is happening to my life?" " What have I done to deserve this?"
"Is this some kind of divine punishment Im receiving for doing, or not doing, something? Have I been so fucking mean to get this from life?"
You start wondering around this thing when your life is really fucked up and you begin to think that you are meant to suffer the rest of your life and nothing else in this damned world, cause you realize thats the only one thing you are doing.
And you are so tired to expect a change of the wind that you dont give a damm about niether living nor dying, and you think that dying is better cause it could be your sweet release, that nothing else matters; not love, not compassion, not forgiveness because they are so ephimeral; not betrayness, not hate, not revenge because they last forever.
How can you feel willing to live a life that holds nothing for you or at least has not showed you that it does? It cant be expected from you to be optimistic after all that shit you have been through and all the shit you are about to live because there is always a chance for things to get worse.
You should think its ok, because you are noticing that life is not a joyride and you are getting used to that.
posted by slash at 10:53 PM
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