I'm not here to pop anyones illusionary bubble, I have trouble with my own
To know and to think we have tried everything, only we can know
I've heard to live is to suffer, even when you're in the drivers seat
To truly stay in the moments, I think only a dog can be
When nothing can change the reality, that we chose to weep
Surviving this human condition, needs a reward at the end
No wonder we have turned to gods, but I think even they're not listening
As there is nothing more scary, than the delusions within
See, I don't want to say...
You take too many selfies
You have no respect
You don't do all you can
You absorb more than you give
You use others to give you a lift..
I could go on my list is big, please take the mind back to the word, see!
Forget everything thing you heard from me, because like I said before
I'm not trying to burst you're bubble, theses are ones just popping in me
Now I've left that tear dry on my cheek, looking at a new moment begin
- Author: Poetic Dan ( Offline)
- Published: November 12th, 2019 10:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Today has not been that good or has it! I'll just keep rolling with it
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 18
Comments1
Your suffering makes you helpless,
My helplessness makes me suffer
The reality is that we are both suffering,
You have a cause
I have no place to hide.
Poetry - bravo
Loved that riddle and so well said, I do have a cause, to be better than yesterday!
Always appreciate your time my friend
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