Inhale

Just stop what you are doing,
It is futile and pointless
Living is like stupidity
And on you, it is showing

Why does any of it matter?
When we go, all of it will drop
And we will let our heads hang low
Cause we’re all sure to eventually go

It’s like in the end
You’ll be your only friend
Cause we’ll all go
Cold and alone

Why does any of it matter?
It won’t. no matter how hard we try
We all share the same fate
It doesn’t matter, cause we’ll all die

“Why does any of it matter?
I can’t take it anymore
You’ve got to try,
The inhale that makes
The exhale, so much better…”

Okay, So here is another poem. The bolded and italicized words are lyrics to the song Inhale by Stone Sour.

Anyway, I won't really be posting anything new up for awhile because I am going to be writing a story. I already know what I am calling it, but I won't tell you. If anything, you will have to check my profile on here for more information on it.

So read this, review, and if you are new, I will get back to you. (wow, that was like rhyming. hehe)