There comes a time when the blank,
the blankness of future is so extreme,
it is such a black wall of nothingness,
not even of bad things,
it’s not like there's a cave full of monsters
that you are afraid of entering, the future.
It’s just nothingness.
The néant as the French would say.
Le vide, the void, the emptiness
and it is …uh... just horrible.
Help,I have done it again
And,the worst part is there's no one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me,wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
It’s horrible to contemplate a futureless future,
if that isn’t too impossible.
And so you just want to step out of it.
To step out of the whole race, the whole business.
The monstrosity of being alive overwhelms you.
And be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me