The Meaninglessness Of My Existence

Snow-capped mountain-tops,

Sun-lit vast expanses of my mind,

The comfort zone of your embrace

And the meaninglessness of my existence

The life like mirage

The pain of unrequited love

The duels of our hearts

The battles of shared pain

A plethora of vestitude 

And the Meaninglessness of my existence 

The never ending nights

Ridden with crippling loneliness

Your warmth and smile

The only refuge for my tired soul

My weary eyes falling hopelessly asleep

The yellow of mustard fields

Of dreams yonder 

The nostalgia of my golden childhood

And the Meaninglessness of my existence

The long road trips

The togetherness of a family

Comraderie of shared meals 

Echoes of love

Like horses running wild and free

Blues of the skies

Whites of the clouds

And the Meaninglessness of my existence 

Wood burning bright

Fires wide

Smell of burning coal

Warmth in snowfall

The cozy comforts of the wooden home

Carpeted embrace of its floor

And the Meaninglessness of my existence 

The pain, the pleasure, 

Of unfulfilled dreams, of victories and wins

Same cycle over and over

A road not leading anywhere

The lone Warrior and tired traveller

Sighs of relief and joyous screams

Unrelenting rites of passage

The screaming wild passion

Dying and dead

Alive and kicking

All of this

And the meaninglessness of my existence.