Another day,

Yet more of the same

Loved ones passed away,

Buried deep in their graves

Wars, conflict never-ending,

Each another example

Of human folly

Crime after crime,

Murder committed in cold-blood,

Not a shred of mercy or regret

Another day,

Yet more of the same

Everyday, I look on,

Watching over these foolish beings

As they endlessly sin

Even from centuries ago,

Barely anything has changed

Humans still dotted all over the world,

Hurting one another,

And never bothering to care

Another day,

Yet more of the same

This is the only fate that remains

For one cursed in their blood,

Such as I

That's why, I continue to live,

Watching as everything else

Slowly dies

An enticing elixir

Forever.

We all say it’s what we want.

But beauty loses meaning

After time.

And the things we love

Become specs in a spectrum.

A fleeting and temporate fancy.

I don’t want to live forever.

I’m already bored of today.

And having an infinite number of days

Seems taxing to me.

Life holds value

Because it can end at any moment.

What drive can come from permanence?

I don’t need another excuse

To continue not to act.

The only motivation I have

Is that time will end.

And I will not have done all I wished to.

An infinite being

Is no longer human at all.

Because feelings become difficult

And the world passes without you.

And the people you love will die.

And you’ll remain

And your heart will harden like stone.

You will know all.

There’s plenty of time for knowing.

But no one will care what you know.

And you will carry on

A mind within a hollow shell.

That’s long forgotten love.

Give me death tomorrow

Over this harsh, tragic fate.

An electric

shroud

of waves

emits

from a pinpoint

in space

washes over the

sunless

forehead

of an astronomer,

aged

in the yolk of patience

dedicated (vitamin D

deficient)

to her

astronomical task:

spot anything

suspicious

anything not quite

right

anything

out of the ordinary

relative

to her chaos-black

vacuum of faint

immortals.

To live forever or die another day?

That is the question.

Is it noble to endure the tides of time

So that my mind to go weary and tried?

To embrace the dew and honey of life

And to arm against the stampede of trouble

And weather the storms of our times?

To quest, fight, love and fight till the end of days

And worry during ethereal night of the cruelty of these times.

To crusade against the folly of our minds

And to crush weakness of my body.

An endless torment of heartaches and headaches

For the passion of an undying life.

To have joy pulsing through my heart and mind

To take on the toil of endless time.

Endless time for endless change

To take off the oppressor’s chains.

To ward off the poisonous arrows

Of man’s deceit.

The value of a limited life gone

Gone in a instant.

So much time so little life

In my hollow heart.

To die is to live for a glorious end

for our troubled lives.

Let us live for a grand death then

To rot for infinite time.

Immortality is a curse

Whose ideology

Is brought upon those

Unfortunate beings

Who believe the world

Will become better

As time continues on.

It’s filled with false hope

Over learning new skills

And traveling the world.

But what happens

When you’ve done all you can

But no one else survives

Alongside you?

What happens

When the world decays

Around you?

Immortality is the curse

Of ending up alone

With all the knowledge

In the world

But no one to share it with.

I have updated my life

with what I experienced this year

New life starts from today

This is my birth day

As long as I am able to update

with new experience

and live one more as new

Its ok

I am ready to live

for the ever

becoe immortal

Even I die

I am ready for the same

I want to conitnue new body

as an continuation of the the same life

new birth day

starting from one

of this or that part

This is my birtd day

Wish me a happy day

Happy year and

Happy life

blood

every war they fight

so much blood

it was addicting

the blood lust of these people

i became found of their wars

of their battles

of their fights

to the point where i helped them

helped them get there

if i am to live til i end the world

why not watch it burn along the way

If one looks over to the people who are seemingly "imortal" because they outlive those around them, one will see that they are not entirely happy. They experience loss through violence, disease, starvation. Loss of loved ones who cant replace. It is extremely painful, in some cases.

Then one looks forward and sees all their goals marked with the ever-consuming deadline of when they won't be able to keep pushing. The deadline may be known or it may not be. Either way it tends to create a huge feeling of anxiety. The loss of one's self. . .

If it weren't for my fear of death, I'd prefer a natural life. Because I already know what it's like to outlive somebody, and it is very lonely. I couldn't imagine having to experience that forever.

#Alien Girl

#Critique