First person view,
of an underground comic book
my life at times in the world of men
A numb feeling courses through my soul
I am not really alive
going through the motions
a timeless ritual of moving from life to death
Another super nova, grass dying, a family dog gone but not forgotten
There is meaning:
Go to the mall: buy buy buy
watch the T.V.: unthink unthink unthink
surf the net: pop up blocked, pop up blocked, pop up blocked
It is not enough,
I mourn with the spirit,
WHEN GOD!!!!
oh, right now
in me,
the kingdom of heaven grows,
like three measure of yeast
to make a loaf of bread.
There are still days when I mourn
no tears, no shouts of anger, no uneasy laughter
just a feeling of meloncholy
No why's anymore, or not enough to mention
No more raging against GOD
but a feeling
if you won't fix it why should I
There is no cure
my affliciton for being human
is depression,
even with GOD on our side
there is a me that must hold on.
