Time Keeps Ticking Away

This world conjures meaning
Purpose

At least
For the likes of you

I see the All
A universe of Chaos
Random in aspect
Violent and discordant
In its utter lack
Of intent

For you
There are words like
Hope
Glory
Spirit
Truth

Aaah

Truth

There at least
You are onto something
Yet even then you fail

The Truth?

The truth is
There is no Truth

Only survival

Me?

I decry your conventions
Laws
Delusions of higher power

I live as the universe does
Plummeting headlong
In a chaotic push
To nowhere

Until the very end of me

© 2012, Mosquitobyte