Whatever keeps us going
From one week to the next
Whatever stimulates serotonin
Whatever suits us best
Stopping us from sinking..
Into the abyss
The patch on the dinghy
It's artificial happiness
A feeling of paranoia
A sense of purpose we've missed
Lost in the hypermarket
Without the shopping list..
Got God on one shoulder
Whispering the strength I should possess
The devil on the other
Temtping artificial happiness
We all have our vices
Be it alcohol, drugs or sex
Even Saturday night TV
It's all artificial happiness...
Keeping up with the soaps
Wasting finite consciousness
Binge watching box sets
Artificial happiness??
Sometimes my head boils over
At the thought of wisdom unseen
Have we missed the whole point
To what freedom should mean?
My apologies, I'm rambling..
I'm off on a tangent no doubt
Going against the flow of traffic
On a busy roundabout...
My head can feel like a septic tank
I have to let the shit out
When it's full, the sewage flows freely
From the overflow spout...
I'll admit I'm guilty too
I'm wasting my time
But my eyes are wide open
At least I'm not blind..
Three sheets to the wind
But that's just how I sail
Would you like this in LARGE PRINT?
Would you like this in braille?
Commentary on your life & selfie shots
I don't care about how you look
You're fishing for attention
With no bait on the hook
Are you worthy of the effort
Are you worthy of the time?
Lets all place our bets
See who's last in line...
It takes a strong stomach
For the shit I digest
Don't laugh at others misfortune
When you could be next...
Are we living freely?
All individual and unique
Or just clones of each other?
Like Dolly the sheep?
What it boils down to is...
Are we cursed or are we blessed?
I think we're just robots...
With artificial happiness
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Author:
Syd (
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- Category: Reflection
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A fine write Syd. I started with 'soap-land' happiness, then saw 'Eastenders' and plunged into dark depression. Then again, so would anyone! lol.
Thanks Orchidee,
Couldn't agree more with Eastenders lol. There's always someone dying or having an affair at Christmas on all the soaps (the last time I watched anyway which was many years ago)
The majority of humans love to see others suffer even if it is only fiction. If everyone was happy and enjoying themselves no one would watch them. Sort of gives a bad impression of the human race.
Take care - Syd
Super write and so true, I always think that I am very fortunate Syd that although there are worries in my life I do have true happiness.
Hi Goldfinch, I'm glad you do have true happiness as I also do. I was in a certain mind frame when I wrote this. Of course all happiness isn't artificial, what first inspired me was thinking about anti depression tablets but then it evolved into this poem.
Thanks for reading and leaving feedback. Take care - Syd
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