I often feel that my life has no meaning,
I am a wandering soul,
Forever cursed to walk these empty hallways,
The lights of hope flickering over head,
Until they take their last breath,
and wink out until I am nothing,
Nothing but a husk,
Walking,
Walking,
Walking.
We are often told to reach for the skies,
But when I look up all I see is darkness,
And it’s monsters,
Threathening to consume me.
Is life a blessing or a curse?
Why do I wake up in the morning?
What is my purpose?
I am a machine,
forever running the same course.
Are the thoughts in my head even mine?
Or are they the thoughts of society,
Whispering in my ear?
What is my purpose,
When all I am is another white mask,
In the sea of supressed souls.
Life is a journey,
meant to be savored,
But when I have no meaning,
Is there even a life to live?
For I am a wandering soul,
Forever cursed to walk the same empty hallways,
Wearing the same white mask,
And when my light snuffs out,
darkness consumes me.
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