Wanted

All those thing

That gives life

Some meaning

I wanted them too

A work, friends, things

But none of them are mine

Being

Life has no meaning

Things

Just exist

I am one

Of those things

Insights

The body feels

Lonely

Just as the mind

A sad collection

Of muscles, movements

And memories

I did not ask for this

Still I am here

Unable to move

Beyond the memories

Of past trauma

What I once was

Life

Meaning?

There are no meaning

No possibility

Nothing

Only gravel and dust

Will remain

Still

That is

Something

Wasted Time

The blocked energy

Forever contained

In contradictions

It is just getting worse

Futile to make a change

The river flows slowly

Towards the sea

Soon it will be too late

Or maybe it is to late

Already to change

This life past

Without meaning

Why was I ever here

After All

What is there to learn

From this long and tedious story

That has broken every bone in our body

What makes life meaningful and great

Is still not clear or obvious

Good people suffer and justice is not on

The menu

Time will break all bonds

But love is a great thing