I'll keep trying harder, faster, more....stay awake longer, fight to last, make myself bigger, stronger....
To what end?
If life is just a means to an end, then.....what am I doing?
If it's about surviving, where does living fit in?
Breathing is not enough, deep down I will never be satisfied.
Now, while I have no time to be thinking, breathing, doing, I can pretend I don't have to...
It won't ever feel right....I'm not sure I can keep awake until dawn...
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