I'm feeling slightly blue today. The pressure some days is worse than others. Emptiness rules supreme in my soul. Do I even have a soul? The days run together, each one seemingly the same as the prior. Tomorrow is April fools day. I feel I may be the biggest fool of all, searching for meaning in life, where the almighty dollar is King. I'm an anachronism. I belong somewhere else, another time or another dimension. There is no way out of here, this prison, this trap. As each day passes, a small piece of me dies, knowing I have lost another day to find my way. Time's tide is smothering me slowly. The worst part is the knowledge that there is nothing I can do about it. My fate, it awaits me. It haunts me and taunts me. The clock on the wall is truly making fun of us all. As this day ends like so many before, I feel hollow and wonder what is the point of this existence? What have I accomplished? Just living another day in a lethargic march to the void. Cross off another box on the calendar. Place another slash in the count to finality. The blessed comfort of sleep will be welcomed tonight. No one can damage or hurt me in sleep. The solitary peace of unconsciousness is a haven where I will be safe temporarily till the misery of morning.
Mr. Blue
Something Is Squeezing My Skull
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