Prayer For Nothing

Thousand are the words 
As I close my eyes 
and drown in my little 
prayer for nothing 

Like dust dissolving in a water 
too deep, too cold, too dark 
I paint a pale imitation of happiness 

With the weak brushes of 
passing desires 
I portray the thousand pale signs 
and the thousand bright years 
wasted after the illusion 
of a NO MEANING life 

While everything disappears 
like a child begging for mercy 
I close my eyes and save 
a last prayer for nothing 

Waiting for an end that 
never comes.