Prayer For Nothing


Thousand are the words

As I close my eyes

and drown in my little

prayer for nothing

Like dust dissolving in a water

too deep, too cold, too dark

I paint a pale imitation of happiness

With the weak brushes of

passing desires

I portray the thousand pale signs

and the thousand bright years

wasted after the illusion

of a NO MEANING life

While everything disappears

like a child begging for mercy

I close my eyes and save

a last prayer for nothing

Waiting for an end that

never comes.