Ignorance is the cruelest enemy we could ever face
Unwavering and invisible, leaving no trace
Succumbing our minds to the latest trends
Need this, need that, need to fit in, needs have no end
You may be walking, talking, and breathing
Regardless, you are a ghost that's simply aging
A phantom being lied to and molded for others greed
Blank and empty, no ambition nor flame, dreams recede
No one else can ever kindle the fire in your heart
No one else could ever show you where to start
No one else can ever reach out for you in the dark
Will you be a sack of skin and bag of bones
Waiting til the day you're a forgotten tombstone
Because for you
No one else can feel the sunshine
No one else can see the shadows
No one else can hear the screams
No one else can start living
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Author:
poetboy5454 (
Offline) - Published: July 30th, 2017 10:43
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Comments3
Great work, I really enjoyed this!
I'm glad you liked it, Hopey!
Amazing work, no one can do it but plenty can help guide you, to live or to remain a ghost.
I find it's best to drift into both or stay in the middle watching from above or below. Inspired me already!
Thanks for your insightful comment Dan!
Good write.
Thanks Gold!
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