Life sucks & is never going to be great.
Its really hard to keep my head straight.
I am not sick, but I'm not well
Cant tell, if this is heaven or hell.
Think, I'm insane inside the membrane.
Think, I've hopped aboard the crazy train.
I have No desires society says are normal.
I have No desires to go to galas that are formal.
I do not want spend income being loyal to a brand name.
That just makes life into a shallow, material acquiring game.
With life, I'll pursue my own personal artistic passions.
I'll stay away from the latest shallow-herd-following trending fashion.
When life is always trying to give me the sack.
I will try not to let the anger monkeys jump on my back.
I know I have a brief amount of time under the sun.
Cause soon my short mortal lifespan here will be done.
Life always seems out of season.
There is never a rhyme or a reason.
I look for explanations where there are none.
I wish I could I have the answers & just be done.
I Wish the old dogma's where true. But science says otherwise,
And infallible knowledge from a human, is something I despise.
There are more stars on the galaxies waistband
Than earth’s beaches have tiny grains of sand.
This number my brain can not comprehend
It overloads, implodes, & needs time to mend.
I can only scream into the void, & shout.
I will never have it all figured OUT.
I will never have it all figured out.
...I will never have it all figured out.
Damnt!
...Fuck. Fuck it. Fuck it. Shit.
I don't know, shit!
Fuck it! FUCK IT!
These give me a headache, i not going to anymore.
I fucking quit!
Screw thinking.
Fuck this shit!
.... Smoke effect bong sound...
....(stoner voice/character) oh shit sorry there man. I was taking life seriously there for a second, hahaheheahaha. ;)
- Author: ronin_kiaran ( Offline)
- Published: August 4th, 2016 13:30
- Comment from author about the poem: psychcological paradoxical philosophical pontificating poems
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 18
Comments2
WELCOME RONIN ~ Thanks for a well crafted first poem (I love rhyming couplets) with a challenging subject. Modern life is very constricting and tries to force us into Societies straight-jacket ! You come across as a "free spirit" not willing to be contained in Societies cage. Your excellent poem is replete with the cons of 21st C expectations. However if we reject Society we throw away the baby with the bath water and we can end up in a vacuum of our own making. This explains the frustration in your last stanza ! I ******* quit ~ screw thinking ~ **** this shit ! Most people I know ~ just compromise and get on with it ! BRIAN
Awesome, Awesome write
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