Nobody wants existential despair Nobody goes looking for misery But the trouble is it is always there I never sought it but it sure found me
It lurks within the shadows everywhere It stalks the unsuspecting wanderer Who walks too far out on the thinning ice All the philosophers who never were It claims for itself and never thinks twice Of such details as the him or the her In fact it never really thinks at all Leaving that to us when at last we fall
Wrestling with the angel I guess I lost Waiting on the Lord I am waiting still I paid as much as I could but it cost More than I have more than I ever will
Unlike my loved ones who followed before Leading me to believe I could find peace I gave up everything but it cost more Than I could ever have to find release From this fragmenting fear which shreds my soul And draws me deeper into this black hole To sink fully conscious under these chill Seas of broken minds and dreams great and small
Nobody wants existential despair None seeks to swallow such a bitter pill But the trouble is it is always there Inside of us never thinking at all
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First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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Nobody goes looking for misery
But the trouble is it is always there
I never sought it but it sure found me"
So true, Stevie. I can relate. Love and peace, my friend.
Regis
Is your glass half full or half empty.
God Bless,
Lew