Happy New Year

Here's to f-ing 2015
May the hours pass fast
And time end swiftly

An Ode

From a wink and a smile
I thought she would stay
But sadly it was not to be
So dark and yet fair
She lit up my day
In ways no other could see

On my arms I wrote her a love song
Though long and moving, not deep
Though I know we're destined for each other
Maybe it'll happen next week

Why?

There is, in the back of my mind, an all encompassing all consuming thought that just repeats on and on, unaswered and unignorable. 
"Why?"

Whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy

Purpose

Growing up, there was always an omnipresent sense of purpose being required.  From my parents, there was the push to serve God, to love, serve and spread his name, and for a while that was the purpose I latched on to, but it was more than that.  Books were full of purpose, of quests and evils to be defeated, of reasons to go on.  The stories I liked best were stories of perseverance, and that perseverance always came with a "because."  The reason varied, but there was always a reason.

I don't have a reason anymore.  I'm not sure when I last had one.  I grasp for them, but there just aren't any.  I lost God, and I found that I had built nothing in my life to replace him.  I don't have a purpose.  There's just nothing there, no meaning, nothing.  Life just..is.  And when I weigh my life and realize that the bad times outweigh the good, I have no reason to push forward, and no reason to think things will get better.

I'm tired.  I'm just really, really tired.

Blessed assurance, where hath ye gone
Tell me how much longer this must go on
Heir to false promise, scorned here of god
Lacking a reason forward to trod

This is my story, this is my song
Darkness and despair 'round me
Since the beginning 'twas stringed along
Now lacking blindness Hope just seems wrong

Shut Up

Shut up you voices in my head
Shut up is all I've ever said
This bottle in my hand I see
Has within power to kill thee
And will purchase an hour more
Without your relentless roar
And damn the consequence I say
I never liked life anyway
Shut up you say you've heard before
But I'm not playing, this is war
And I don't care if I end up dead
You Will. Shut. Up., voices in my head.

Join me in the arms of madness
There is peace in her embrace
Strike from thee all hope of gladness
In the blight forget her face

Let the endless darkness beckon
Bring thy father's gifts to bear
There are many wrongs to reckon
In the blight taken unaware

I am shadow, I am sorrow
In the end my Father's son
Come now I to break the morrow
In the blight all is undone