Absence of Meaningless Words
8/17/12
There is nothing to these phrases
But somehow they reach the reader
They touch . . . me
Am I the only one caged in this prison?
Do you ever wish life had a better meaning?
Do you ever wish you can touch his or her heart?
The absence of meaningless words flow
Into my dried up, sorrowful mind
And through it all, these words are written
I can’t seem to express myself in any other way
I wish sometimes . . . I truly wish
That I was not me . . .
What if all of these verses were erased from time?
Where then would my words go?
Where would you be?
Nothing means everything
I think I would scream
Deep inside a part of me would die
There is nothing hidden in this verse
They are merely words,
Hollowly displayed for the visage of mankind
Keane blasting in the background,
Tears falling down by their words
My mind is locked in a trance
As my hand moves across the line
Seething silently for meaning
Maybe the sun is done shining for me
Maybe nobody cares for me,
For these arbitrary words . . .
I think I will stop today
To be reassured
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