298th Post

Another night.

The nose runs.

It's faucet.
Leaking like there is no end.

Sneezing like there is not tomorrow.

Hopefully the next time i sneeze.
There will be little sprays of blood.

As it splatters all over whatever surface it touches.
Like a piece of artwork.

But that aside.
There is another topic to ponder.

The true meaning to really love someone.
The true meaning of pure happiness.

Does it exist?
Have i missed an opportunity to spot it?

Blind to reasons is what i have become.
Ever since i got engulfed in darkness.

Deaf to others.
Ever since i decided to cut off my ears.

Mute to others.
Ever since i decided to sew up my lips.

Bloodied to others.
Ever since i decided to pick up the razor.

It's been a mere 3 days into the new year.
But nothing's changed.

The shadows remains.
The lies are still being spewed forth.

Perhaps it's best.
I remain locked up.

In my desolate prison cell.
For the rest of my life.

Never to hear about life's contradictions.
Ever again.