Monday, June 25, 2012

What's the Point

What's the Point?
   By Kaoss


What is the point?
Do the right thing
And get kicked in the teeth
Piss on the world
and receive it all
delivered on a golden platter

Why bother
Nothing matters
And what if it did.
Still wouldn't matter.
It's all for naught
that's all we get.

Break your back,
Trying to do your best.
And you find it's not enough.
Try harder?
You're all used up!
Out of luck, too bad.

Out on a limb.
Desperate and lost.
None to help
Such a waste
Doesn't matter
Life is a lie.

What is the point?
Do the right thing
And get kicked in the teeth
Piss on the world
and receive it all
delivered on a golden platter

All we know is untrue,
A grand illusion
Farcical whimsy
Totally unamusing
A carrot, no reward
A joke, punchline removed

No one realises
The illusion secure
just sitting waiting
Yet nothing
Still just sitting waiting.
Wasting away for nothing.

What's the point?
It's all for naught.
Why bother
There's no use.
Sitting waiting
Surrender to the void.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

The Ghost That Walks

The Ghost That Walks
    By Kaoss

Soulless ghost in a shell
Trapped wandering
Motions in a private hell
Lost unreachable.

Remember the ghost well
As that's all that left.
No redemption to tell
No recovery, No salvation.

The ghost that walks
Ever onward no release
No complaining, empty talk.
Such is undeath.

Weep not for it is the way
Lost soul get no pass
It is the price we pay.
For crimes committed.

Rainbow's end, no pot of gold.
Empty, pain ridden
Shambling mass, far past old
Never to feel again.

Self hatred drives the shell
Loathing, anger, rage.
As if from a deep dark well.
Internal fire burns cold.

Forget not what was
Now is unattainable
Lost, race is run.
No flowers, no release, no tears.