Thursday, November 13, 2008

Down Poison

Struggle with your life's purpose at night
vow that the next morning will begin the change
Start the next day just like the day before
hoping the change will find you...somehow

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

You detest the framework you are given
The set of rules to live and be judged by
You end up being bound by the rules
Measuring your happiness and success...like everyone else

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

You had promised yourself, you won't be just another soul
Wandering the streets with a smiley stamped across your face
Now between shopping binges and loud music
You nod and smile at no name faces

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

And then you finally make your peace
The last moments, before you hit the ground, set you free
But what will they say? How will they cope with it?
You will forever be the one not talked about...the human stain

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

Your alarm clock is signaling a new start
Welcome to the strange
Welcome to what happened yesterday
Welcome to your life...

Same shit, New day...

5 comments:

austere said...

?

What is this, angst or free verse?

Will comment once you clarify.

Epiphany said...

free verse of angst!? :)

nah...just angst I guess!

Meenakshi said...

loved this one.. ! too good.

S said...

...this might just be the best angry post uve written so far

Cynic in Wonderland said...

yes. and im more or less suffering from the same existential angst right now. so was kind of spooked out.