Monday, September 10, 2012

Disproving Nietzsche...


How does one fight invisible and seemingly impenetrable antagonists,
while stuck and sticky with the sickeningly sweet familiarity of solitude?

No prison is greater than those birthed in our minds
no walls greater to scale;
with each false word, glance, touch, or intention
the way is lost;
for both the seeker and those whom await discovery.

Mirrors show naught but reflections of Despair
Poorly disguised in its “Sunday Best”, ready to face each day
with false enthusiasm;
“This doesn’t hurt” and “Can I have more please sir?”
Reflections of a sentence neither earned nor deserved yet dutifully endured.

Awaiting the next life, in hopes of proving Nietzsche’s position,
that loneliness in this life was but the cost of joy in the next.