Hope

Another desperate attempt at song/poetry writing :)


The night grows dark
while my heart grows cold
alone I walk
blindly through the snow


A shimmer I see
a dull shaft of light
cuts through the gloom
a ray of pure moon light


Cant take my eyes off it
that glimmer of hope
slowly it grows stronger
and many lands I see yonder


Brighter it glows
the face of the ripe full moon
illuminating the vastness
and the dark recesses of my mind


A warmth grows in me
melting the ice on my bones
a rush of happiness I feel
a joy surreal in my soul


Soon the moon will set
and nights are yet to come
when the moon will wax
and fade away into the darkness


That brightness I'll never forget
in my mind its image will rest
to get me through stormy nights
my precious and pure silver moon light

Checkmate...!

Hmmmm..... Yup you guessed it! This is just another one of my depressing musings. So how do I start..? Well have you ever thought about what your purpose in life may be? The reason why you landed on the planet screaming and crying? Ah lucky are those who think about this and actually have an answer.

They say that life is a giant game of chess. Where you are just a pawn moved around by the unseen hands of fate. Never knowing where you'll be moved next or whether you'll be cast away and discarded once you've served your purpose. All's fine when you know you are serving your purpose but why do I feel like I've already been discarded? I mean I'm still in the game being moved around mercilessly but just along with the flow of this game. A forgotten pawn on the edge of the board. Or maybe I'm on the wrong chessboard all together. Because my 'moves' don't really seem to matter or affect the overall picture.

Obviously some would argue that its not all up to fate and that the choices you make play a very important role in the way your life turns out. Well I choose to be good and nice to all I meet, try to go out of my way to help out a friend in need, etc. Now the logical conclusion should be that I have a great life with lots of love to go around. Think again. I'm on the completely wrong chessboard. Here the people I care most about do nothing but hurt me for no apparent reason. Or pretend to care just out of guilt. So no matter what i do or don't do no body's really going to notice or make an effort to work things out.

So should I give up caring altogether? As easy as it sounds that's the hardest thing for me to do. Hence here I am moving with the game giving, caring, loving hoping against all odds that one day I'll make a move that'll win this monstrous game. Before I'm checkmated and discarded.