May b i need help

m i going up?
feels like coz of decreasing pressure
decreasing temperature
decreasing o2 level
and the decreased surface area visible

if yes why is it so lonely here?
when i asked whoz with me
there were a 1000 sound
they either dont like my company
or me
or just afraid of path to here
or mayb heights
everything below is smaller
feels easier than everything around

y temp outside keeps decreasing,
the supplies are alrdy low
now when the glucose consumption is high
when there is nbdy to borrow warmth
nobdy to rely

and if no
mayb i need sleep
mayb i need help
mayb i need some food
mayb you
mayb i need to have faith
on what i believe
or mayb i shud understand u wont ever cum here
this thing u will never read

patterns in so called new things

One more new year

One more 1/1

One more broken resolution

One more thing, undone

One more fight

Again the careless attitude

One more chance to scream loud

One more thing to think about

These patterns they are killing me

The pattern of day and night

I know when it will rain

I know the patterns of death and life

So what’s new?

For the pattern of summer and winter is known to me

The patterns of hate and love

The patterns of new faces, I can figure out

Patterns present in love and lust

Patterns and calculations of Brownian motion  

Patterns in random unorganized particles of dust

Rotten experiences

The unpredictability of life is itself predictable

Life is unknown, claimed to be known by a few

But surely isn’t new

Death, unknown, now new

Relationship status, unknown, not new

This year though unknown but not new

So what's new?

The random patterns of new things

 Aren’t unknown for sure                                                                        

So what’s left?

So what’s new?

Places? Formed by the pseudo unpredictability of earth’s crust

People? Formed by highly predictable, FUCK exchange

nature? The forming force of predictability

and the principle? It’s on how the strings arrange  (heisenberg uncertainty principle and the string theory)

New things I suppose are yet to be defined

Newness contradicts itself

and this now is tough one resist

That “new” doesn’t exist