Useless

This is useless
Everything is useless
Words are useless
Ideas are useless
Point of views are useless
This poem is useless
I don’t why I’m writing this
because my current state of mind
is useless
Believe me, nothing
matters
except the gravestone that will
become demolished
when earth is knocked
out of existence
or when the state
wants to build
another Starbucks
That is useless too
Coffee is not your friend
It’s a devil that will make you feel
like your life is worth something
Liquid cocaine
But are you really awake?
when you’re only partaking in
useless rituals
I drink a lot of caffeine
and it’s useless
because I can’t stop sleeping
My thoughts are useless
They only prepare me for
a useless reality
in which we bide our time
to be hurled back
into the useless maelstrom
Religion is useless
Time is useless
It’s all so horrid
like a lucid disguise
A veil we wear to
keep out the darkness
that storms our minds
Life is useless
and so am I