burn42

is there anybody out there

When life is a dagger hanging over your head, just waiting to make that final blow and tear your third eye out of its socket you know youve gone too far and realized the truth that no one should know. Life is nothing, everything I do, everything I have strived for and yearned for is empty and meaningless. When you stare into the broken sky above with its infinite gleaming white points, each one a sun, each one has planets spinning around it, its hard to feel that anything you do could ever have enough impact on the vastness of such a space to matter. This truth, that everything a human does is small and insignificant in this universe of comparisons, should never be realized because it seeps in and slowly destroys you. I must have my illusion of importance, it keeps me sane. The idea that I can affect the world in some significant way keeps my heart beating and gives me a desire to wander on through this empty existence. Ill wander from pleasure to pain, trying to know what its like to live and not just simply exist. Only to constantly bang my fists against the wall of reality until their bloody and broken, and scream into the dark void hanging over my head, change