Why did I have to be born Just to know, in a while, I’ll be gone

Why did I have to be born 
Just to know, in a while, I’ll be gone

This life I can’t go through it
When I know in this crowd I cannot fit

After all everything turns to dust
Is living a pointless life must
After all everything turns to dust

I feel too tired to do
This life I cannot go through
More pointless is to think
When you know you’ll be gone in a blink
Why don’t you think
One moment and you’ll gone in a blink

I tried to make better
But rather it grew sadder
My wary restless eyes can’t go on
I want to sleep but not see the dawn

I just want to be gone
I just want to be gone
Why did I have to be born
Why did I have to be born

Down and Out: Dead Tired

Your eyes want to shut

Hands are too tired to move

Legs have their own story to tell but they’re so tired and so, man! they won’t and can’t tell

You really don’t know what to do

Just wishing everything to come to end

Just wishing you don’t have to see anymore

At the same time you want everything to be alright and regain all strength

Realizing that all is superficial and being who you really are is the best you will ever be, peaceful and happy

The gold does glitter but is of no help when you’re in jitters

It was once upon when you spoke like the rowdy-est dog on the road

Now then, either you let yourself go

Or hit in vain, against the unbreakable wall even more

Peace of mind huh?

What the Fuck is that?

Thoughts bloodyfuck your mind

Like a thousand machine gun bullets they rattle, hitting on the brink, collapsing apparent steel cage of your mind

They’re like self-destructing rudders hitting the ruthless rocks of the sea

Looking for help are you?

There’s not even one soul or two

But if you find even one I hope it may understand you 

Title huh? not sure, just my first blog you see.

Well what do they do in a blog ? What is a blog all about ? These are some questions I have. Everyone has some questions in life or else life wouldn’t be fascinating as it is,  if we knew everything. I wondered how would I be beginning this, my first blog, but here, well into the 3rd or 4th sentence. I wonder what I have got to say ? Sometimes wonderment can be incredible. Anyway I’ve been much pensive. I hope you like my first blog or blog post, whatever you call it. And if are intrigued in anyway well then I think they a must have comment option so you can write in on this in there. Classic Rock music is something very real. Although we get to hear only some of it these days. Classic Rock was a time in music and a time in general when songs were made from the heart which expressed some real emotions. It felt real to connect with artists emotions and lyrics in the song. Well I’ve got to go for lunch now. Would like to speak more but I’ve my stomach knocking the door of hunger so it would be bad manners to let somebody keep knocking and waiting at the door.

THANK YOU very much if you’ve liked what I wrote here. Thank you if you’ve something to say on it, good or bad. Thank you for reading it and thank you furthermore for reading entirely even though you found it uninteresting. And thank you, a lot,  again if you truly liked and understand my words. I’ll stop talking now

THANK YOU