The Light Or The Darkness

What is the meaning of existence, of living, of it all? From our wild cries when were born into this too mad of a world to our faint whisper, our last strained breath on our death beds before we leave this unforgiving place hand in hand with the undertaker into the light or the darkness whichever’s the safer passage, no one knows. No one ever knows.

The choices we’ve made good or bad, it doesn’t matter, they all don’t matter, nothing matters, because nothing is going to change our fate, nothing and no one can escape the cycle. The cycle, the cycle; yes.

But if you’ve found a way out of it, out of this vicious cycle, let me know, let me know, cause I’ll follow you down that road.