Cease

Feeling these reeling things while i'm dealing with life, unappealing, opposition to my competition on what life means, its composition, we'll never really know, whats after or below, I guess go with the flow, yo, where's the afterglow? isn't it ridiculous, like god and what a prick he is, people dieing in his name have you seen him steppin into this?? does he give a ****?? I think i need a therapist, they say that i'm a pessimist, I guess I'm just not good at this, the questions of do we exist. is this **** blasphemy?? ****'s a catastrophe, I wonder if she'll set me free, the voice that lives inside of me, sometimes i stay awake, i feel the earth spin,shake, is it an earthquake, or am i just over baked?? my lungs feel up with smoke, you know that I love to toke, coughing, **** I always choke, laughing it's all just one big joke that is my therapy, religion so to speak, it is my way of findin peace, and i vow to never cease.