thoughts

i sit

alone

i think

too much

wondering

the worst feeling

is knowing the only way

to keep myself from thinking to death

is death itself

so i sit

alone

and think

some more

empty

thoughts.

sometimes though

my brain likes to think

of our cosmic insignificance

and that is comforting somehow

it reminds me of something i read somewhere

that we are so small

the stars don't care if we mess up

the stars won't ever know

the stars won't be affected in any way

we are so insignificant

and that somehow

keeps me

(relatively)

sane.