Dont' read this if your day's been as shit as mine.

Life is a parallel
Do you know how i see that?
How I can tell?
Because when I have a birthday I have a deathday,
when I have a bad, in turn a good day,
when x = y then life = 1
because that's the way it flows.

I should sit in a room,
do nothing at all.
I would sit in this room,
and in that room, i'd just sit.
Grey walls, Grey Floor,
uniform socks and shoes.
I would let no flower bloom,
for just as soon,
weeds shouldst grow,
and in turn, the flower's doom.

A rollercoaster that you can't get off
and a plane ride upside down on the wall,
a bridge that you walk on, though a little too far,
when 3 fathoms down you start,
suddenly your head lights up,
and you can feel so smart,
and you think, this is a goddamn freefall.

 

very good poem, well done.