Contemplation

Silence...
Ultimate silence...
I lay in my bed,
Contemplating life.
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
Tears run down my face,
And I close my eyes,
Letting moonlight wash over me.
Fate is a cruel thing,
Destiny is elusive.
Existance is nothing more
Than a lie.
The world is ego,
Nothing more.
I open my teary eyes, gazing up
At the vast, starry sky.
They look so free...
Balls of fire,
Giant chunks of ice,
Planets more significant
Than our own...
What is up there?
What is out in that void?
The cold air stings my
Tear streaked face...

I sit up, still staring at
The beautiful night sky.
In my bed, I can't help
But wonder...

WHERE THE FUCK IS MY ROOF????