abstract life

soundgrunger

what a shitty day,
everything fucked up more so today,
but you taught me to keep my head held high
and told me not to worry if i can't fly.
(i can always cry)

i ask and ask but get little reply
but what do you want from me?
am i expected to cry, cry, cry
or do you just wanna leave?

the indifferent state of mind,
there's some comfort there;
it can keep us sane and helps us unwind,
but who does it effect and where?
(me, here, me, here)

just an abstraction,
hail the abstraction.
the only real?
spin the reel.
are we just hamsters in a wheel?

giving in to what we can't give out
there's no way in and no way out

words, meanings, writings, sayings.
interesting it seems
but what does it all mean?

soundgrunger

hmm, i can't seem to edit it, but the second to last stanza is supposed to say:

*there's one way in and one way out

ISN

laudable in that it sums up that pervasive angst which I feel when the wheel is still in spin.....

pearljoy

behind the mind lies the unconsciouness of
days
feelings
humans
highs - lows
sickness
pity
disease
disguise
yesterdays

And we live - wandering - what does this all mean? Like a complicated maze of our sense - we are travelers within a minute, we touch and leave much unsaid.