Jul 19, 2020
Everyday fills the same role as the last. Is the only goal to repeat the past?
Moving, working, dying endlessly. All for what? A drop of ecstasy?
Alive we live but living is pain. Must we all struggle in vain?
Pointless life driven by whim. Why even tire with existence so grim?
Endless world of strife. Is there a point to this life?
A cursed existence forever bound in misery. Why keep live living? There no point. Can't you see?