more poems haha

Untitled three

The question is asked

How is the glass?

Half full or half empty

But what will he say

When he realises the life he has

Has no purpose beyond living

He begins to say under his breath

Why does it matter

Tip out the water

Drink from the faucet

For life is meaningless

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When the day turns to night

The worker to a client

The coffee to alcohol

The family to bones

Will he still think the night is full of life

When the blood stains the house

The only true form of living cells is a houseplant

The home to a house

The heart is dead

His status is deceased but his heart beats on

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Start and end

Close and far

Hunter and prey

Love and hate

You and me

Me and you

But opposites attract

Thats what they say on earth

But we’re on opposite-planet

So that is not true

Come with me to earth

Just me and you

So we can be together

Perhaps even happy too.