I fell to my knees and glared at the sky
I scrunched my hands into fists and shouted out "Why?!"
I wasn't surprised with the silent reply
But part of me felt disappointed.
I stared at the ruins of my mental condition
I'm so lonely, I thought, I need your tuition
But despite my desperation, it was all in vain wishing
Until I heard a voice that sounded like thunder.
"It's alright," it said, which was like a slap in the face
I clenched my teeth my heart started to race
"You're not helping," I muttered attempting good grace
To which it said "I never do.
"It's the human itself that controls its own fate
If you never sought love you will only find hate."
I rolled my eyes, this is an ongoing debate
And said, "I didn't realise you were so existential.
"It doesn't make sense," I found I was frowning
"Your words are untrue, I feel like I'm drowning
Most people don't deserve the fates that have found them
It's your fault, you're avoiding the blame."
"And if," it said, "your gut feeling is right?
I never existed, they're all blind, those with sight?
For what, my dear, would you then fight?
If you really are all alone."
My argument circles around my head
Whose to blame, if anyone, who ever cared?
Would it not be easier if I was just dead?
My brain is like a tornado.
Pull yourself together, go back to sleep
You've written yourself into a bit of a heap
They're empty words but just read them and weep:
It will all be okay in the end.
