This is a joke, but then this whole thing is.
I am writing from a really bad place; I am so lost.
I’ve been for over 10 years now.
I don’t know what I am doing here?
It is obvious “we” or “people” will never learn.
I look at these “people” the royal “we” and I don’t feel it,
Like they are part of me, or I am part of them.
This my friends, is a confession.
It is not like the movies, or the serials, people don’t learn, people don’t grow, and they don’t want to become better versions of themselves.
What they want is to avoid responsibility, they want the easy answers “the lies” and they obey their manipulators.
I am sick of it.
I am feed up.
If there is a such a thing as a god, then why?
Why did you allow for this?
what was the point?
I don’t see a point.
I see lost people getting more lost and you are looking away, why?
If you can’t hope, how can we?
Maybe you created this world when you where bored?
Maybe we where one of your drunken mishaps…
If that is the case, I understand, I really do…
But why keep it going?
just turn off the light of this world…
The problem is not the people, it is the system.
The responsibility on the other hand is the people, but they won’t have it.
It is not that I am not seeing the dilemma, I do, I surely do…
But why keep this cruel joke keep going, like some old sadomasochist, tired of this own habits, his own sick hunger.
like an alcoholic that keeps drinking even thou it costed him everything and no longer brings him any joy…
So fully consumed of what he used to be, and to be (IF) you do exist but I doubt it…
All evidence points to you giving up on us long ago.
And I get it, I am in that place too…
But why keep it going…
God…
or are you still drunk…
high on your achievement?
still recovering from the high…
Because I can relate to that too…
This is just me, letting you know… How all that you made, makes me feel about it…
Makes me feel being a part of it…
It makes me sick,
Mabey as sick as you.
Maybe you are just a clueless drunk bastard.
And in that case, respect…
but why not just turn the lights of creation off…
Because what is showing me,
make me want no part of it.
Dear whatever it is…
If there is a it…
I am tired of it…
So fucking tired of it…