Thursday, September 29, 2005
why all the sadness and depression?
yeah, life's been hard on a whole lot of poeople recently, it seems. and i really just feel like comforting some people. really. but it just seems so pointless saying all those trite things about how life isn't always so bad and how you should really buck up and all cuz there's so much more to life. 1) i always come off wrongly when i try to say that, 2) i can't say that kinda thing without ending up feeling slightly silly cuz i totally flunk the lines up, and 3) it just doesn't seem to help any.
so anyway, i can't really run away from all this anyway, with it all around me and such. and it really got me depressed too. so well. i ended up writing this poem, and well, maybe it isn't really good or anything but yeah.
The Play
The lights go dim, the curtains fall,
But i sit alone in the empty hall.
The show is over, the last act done,
Yet to the exit i do not crawl.
In the shadow'd seat i remain,
In the emptiness, like a stain.
What turmoil left me there within?
What turmoil? No, just the pain.
The play was fair enough, it was,
One which garnered much applause.
Yet though the actions i did go through,
True feelings could not at my doorstep pause.
For from the start until the ending,
The seat beside me remained sadly wanting.
stained with coffee at 7:40 PM
