at my
lowest
i optimized
nihilism
nowadays
i feel as
if it has
transitioned
into a
contentious
optimistic
nihilism
a hopeful
understanding
this irrational
existence
is one of
uncontested
beauty

absolutely
meaningless

but stunning

the birds sing
joyous in
the sprinkling
drops of a
sudden spring
shower as i
chase rainbows
glimmering
over the freshly
bathed yet
still filthy
pixelated skyline
contented to be
discontent as long
as there is
coffee and her smile
to eradicate the
lingering shadows

cautiously
optimistic
awash in
meaningless
beauty

almost sounds
poetic.