Futile Musings

We've all learnt to Forgive, and Forget, But why do we hold, for Grudges and Revenge? Is the Reason, for Hard Work, simply Curiosity, or to Grasp onto this Sweet Sense of Sanity? Questions like these, Deemed Useless, Whilst the rest of us ponder the worthless. Alas! for Philosophy cherishes none! but Cold, Bare Facts, like daggers Piercing your Lungs. We've been taught, to shut these Voices in our head, to Suppress, Conquer, and Extinguish. Only to forget that this could be what we Seek, to Rest. How I wish I could break free from this Tragedy! Only to Cascade down into this Bleak, Bland, Vanity.