Dog Chasing Tail

Everything is devoid

Happiness is relative

Never real

Lasting

Or complete

We are plagued

With questions

With no answers

Programmed failure

For punishment

Or amusement

Life is pain

When we die

Does it get better

Or worse?

I want to pass out

And awaken

Someone new

This life

Is not to my satisfaction

This is my distress call

To no one

For it is only me here

No one else

I’m all that matters

But my stock is falling too

Kill me please

And resurrect me

As someone happy

This life sucks

I hate

Everything

The only thing

That keeps me real

Is