Bliss

The saying,
Ignorance is bliss,
is beautiful,

because in this life,
nothing matters,
in the end.

Earth to humans

Hello Humans,
I just want to say,
That were spinning helpless,
In outer space,

We travel round,
A burning ball,
of fire,

Cooking our perfect mixture,
Of greens to blues,

But don't worry,
Relax,
Were All Just Floating through Empty space.

Summertime

A window,
Is nothing,
without a fan,
in summers swelter,

A Life Lost to the Ages

I exist because I write,

my thoughts,
placing them in a fragile time capsule,

forever,

And as ages pass,
My ideas will lie dormant,

Never to be refined,

my skull will decay,
and I will be slowly buried
beneath the sand of time,

Eons pass now and I am found in a new age,

Where unexpectedly a soul will reach for me,

and wonder across my mind,

To catch a glimpse,
of my demon.

And I will say to you,

Look into my soul,

and breath my words,

amongst the living,

For your living in,
the decadent wake.

Air

         I don't care,
About the air,
      
     So lets breath in,
             Before this poison,
                    Settles in.

Mounting Problems

Compounding problems,
are ones demise,
to a common
ailment.