Just want the day to end

A Poem by Macias

i guess it's just as i see it at the moment

The meaning of life is no less than the meaning of bread
to break crumble and be consumed by the world in which it is fed
this is life, it just comes and goes…
without much presence, in my time… it slowly flows.

You can stop it at ones darkest heart’s will
with intentions paving way to dreams unfulfilled
yet we all must fade
thus we dream to pause such fear of the fading time
thus we are fools who intend to follow our dreams
even if it’s warped and breaking at the seams.

This is the reality to the fantasy
this is the realism to the atheism
and this is pure meaning to religion
this is life, all unto one’s own define moments

what more is there to say
in life we have the winners and losers
the begging few and the many choosers
the saint and liars, the faithful and the cheaters
the good guys and even the wife beaters
I guess in my time flowing I can only hope this will all mend
but as for now… I just want the day to end.