Cycle of Life
When the music stops, when the soundtrack ends, when everything goes quiet, what's left? Its like running out of gas, which I seem to do more often than 99% of the population. I push push push and then all of a sudden the engine shuts off and I'm on the side of the road. Wondering how to get home. Why does there have to be this tank that has to be refilled all the time? And what am I supposed to fill it with? I always get medium grade when I get to a station, but I'm don't seem to get to a station often enough. Its exhausting. Maintaining. Inventing a journey. Forging into the darkness of a tunnel. Holding your breath 'til the end, though it never seems to come. And so I eventually give up. I let out all my air. I get angry. I stay up too late. I drink too much with a friend. Then I feel the regret. The shame. The dirt. And then I look up. And ask for forgiveness. So that I can feel clean again. And that, that is the cycle of life. Regardless what science videos may teach.


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