When you feel like your nowhere, floating, on anesthesia and on life support. It seems like you've been stripped of all meaning, and there's no point anymore. However you still have a purpose, unknown to you or anyone, and that purpose is to find the true purpose that drives you. Life has meaning because of no meaning. So drag your stomach against the cold earth that has put many to rest, and rise on your legs and search.
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Polybius (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: With some pretty traumatic experiences, your mind is reflecting everything that happened, and you turn into an observer and you seem like you can't connect to the world. You feel there is nothing. But there is. The journey is the destination.
- Category: Sad
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You seek light after your trauma; one fellow seeker of light to another. Keep organizing your thoughts through pen and prose and the resulting inspirations will astound you and gladden your heart. You were created to give yourself to others...only here will you find meaning.
Thanks so much dude!
Never mind the bullshit just make sure you eat good quality sausages.
Aaaah another soul searching for himself. Maybe there ain't much to find yet if you been doing so much acid and weed as your profile shows. If you start achieving things you'll find yourself. If all you do is sit on yer butt you'll find another day wasted.
I do acid and weed rather to push off stuff, or open my mind up a little. I do appreciate a little tough love. Thanks for your comment.
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