-Life is fun-[To: the dying soul in me.]
It's been so empty recently
That doing nothing
Makes me feel like nothing
And doing everything
Leaves me with nothing.
There is no force to drive me to my destination.
There is no love to warm my crystallized soul.
There is no interest to feel life alive.
There is no me to feel anything round.
My brain commands and my heart delivers the message.
My limbs and organ work like they have been asked to.
My soul is packing its luggage,
On second thought it doesn't have anything to take.
Breathing, wasting oxygen.
Eating, wasting the hard work of farming.
It feels useless to try and live
When you are not enjoying it anyway.
Stop eating, Stop breathing, Stop moving
And exhale.
Let go of your soul.
Feel your flesh drop down heavy
And burn into the soil, in the air.
Life is fun. You can live with it
If you don't have a heart, soft.
Life is fun. You can live through it
If you trust no one.
Yes, life is fun.
You can tell by looking at me here,
Can't you?
-sk
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