(0399) the cost of rational living

in the lost pockets of oxygen, a frozen heart starts to thaw.
the blood has been flowing, but the remnants of memory still remain.
and they said "all is lost" with the gold in their hands.

so much for building bridges.. too late to cross that line.
reading and writing won't get you a thing if don't comprehend.
the clock has not moved since we learned to abandon ship.
and they said "carry this cross" with no god in their lives.

don't forget the cost of rational living has already been paid off.
looking for shooting stars and hoping to get yours too.
the hooks have been there since the beginning of time so fall in line.
and they said "hurry up" with a gun to their own heads.

cast in a stupid movie with actors who don't know what to say.
let's rewrite the script again just to see how these idiots deal with change.
but when i go, i'll take nothing with me and make sure to leave nothing behind.

somewhere in space and time, you've forgotten what it felt like for the very first time.
listening to music and feeding yourself to death or at least until you're satisfied.
and they said "just one more time" with boredom and no control.
"just one more time."

(0398) let it rot

you've been sick for some time so i've already collected your ashes from the sky, but the unstoppable force of doubt has now rendered this useless in our eyes. throughout the fog of hopelessness, there remains a barely-visible faint glow, and it was once you who decided to walk away from all you know. passive forms of submission were the only hint of escape you knew so you became confused about almost everything except for your own twisted worldly view.

a conclusion never made much sense. the stakes are much too high. the indignity offered by giving up only made the rest of your thoughts feel like a lie. watered every single plant only because we'd assumed they'd grow, but science has other things in mind sometimes... sometimes, it just needs to snow. monkey seems to understand but does things again expecting a new result. the irrational things make sense at first so we ignore the snow until it starts to fall.

there has to be an easier way to go, but all signs point to the same spot. i can't remember what i came here for so it's probably best that we let this rot.

(0397) no addictions

i've already picked through these last remains, and i watch the birds as they fly without any wings. i tried to measure out the blood inside of my hand, but my words got twisted so i'm measuring the sand left in the hourglass. no addictions; just the repetitive movements of life. disappearing like the disappearing smoke going up in the sky. so afraid yet so in love with a noise. you understand what you can until you have nowhere else to go.

someone help me. i think i need a punch in the face. i can't figure out if all i'm still doing here is just running in place. i made it past the trees right before where we were supposed to turn left, but then i woke up in a garden and sneezed while trying to catch my breath. the instructions were in three languages - none of which i understood. i pretended to be fixing it, but i never even figured out how to pop open the hood. we tend to think we're free until we try to change what we have, but right then is when you realize the only thing you need in life is a proverbial pen and a notepad.

bury the bodies and try to ignore what you can't seem to forget. too many leaves to burn; too many places i haven't gotten to yet. daylight comes and almost ruins the mood, but i take comfort in knowing the movement of a clock will be catching up soon. paranoid victims only live inside the past. is it the answer to the question or the question for the answer you lack? consequence of your undesired outcome isn't known. i think i'll go to bed and let all of this imagination unfold.