Because I could not wait for death, I offered to meet him there.
Seeking a pain free nonexistence.
Not knowing where to turn…
He gave me a nod and pointed the way.
The path full of wandering dreamers and heartsick fools: all those saps that thought there’d be more.
But, you know the truth:
This is the life you’ve been handed.
It could have been worse, you could have stayed longer.
There may be mourning, but you’ll know the truth.
There is nothing worth finding it’s all very clear.
You weren’t even looking and see what you found?
All of us waiting just wanting and craving.
The sounds of slumber calling you there.
Away into the cool dark nothing.
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