Emotional Roulette

Let it in, all those emotions you feel.

How anger wants to burst in and out of thick brick walls

Walls begging to

break! break! break!

Who’d want to?

Only someone out of the right mind

would think about my thoughts

How do you break walls with broken hands?

I cried for honesty,

resenting the world for what it speaks not.

What to do if there’s no one to trust?

It is a recipe to put something out there —

to create and leave it for some use.

Vessels running around chasing shadows of

whoever is running ahead

Same vessels that hoped for meaning and

some heavenly purpose

All hid under, afraid to get used

Absurdity — striving for fear

A willing fool, so is it?

not because things are okay

but beyond this nothingness

one is still able to embrace every piece

and remain open for all explosions.

Have you seen it? The colors of nothingness.

There is beauty in having no value.

In it, one needs no meaning

By it, one is free.