My Existential Angst
My Existential Angst!
Meaninglessly, purposelessly, hopelessly
and carelessly existing as a dog reacting to fallen snow off the rooftop
either running away from fearing it
or checking it out and not comprehending what made the noise
enragingly severely doubting everything
uncertianities constantly causing pyschological warfare within my mind
antagonizingly aching angrily
wanting wisdom's wholeness
seeking solitude's solace
continuously aware being unaware of any absolutes that I could possibly believe in or realise as truths
instead living in never-ending battles against and with myself
rather than forever living in my fantastic realm!
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