dont understand.
i really dont; the idea proposing to me
how letters can mean so much
what do you take it as?
notes on a piece of paper to complain and belittle everything around you, i really just
dont understand.
i could only wish poetry could be so simple.
because the pattern is recitable, repeated.
i just
dont understand.
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 6:53 AM UTC
"Clank"
......
Only silence, nothing to fill this depressing void.
Funny is it not?
How emotions are nothing more than a marionette, to be thrown and tossed without a care.
You carved into me, made me feel safe and settled.
Unaware,
That you would only listen to my head, never my heart.
Care is what I gave you.
I was simply given in-return the gift of nothing
It whispered to me; Leave.
I couldn't, and wouldn't yet I felt the urge to leave
this nightmare I could never wake up from.
Leave.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 7:42 AM UTC
The sound of your voice, it lingers in my head; It feels a void of nothingness to come with sorrow.
I can only imagine, a world without you.
Reality is cruel, but I was even crueler.
I showed you the worst, and you gave me your best; I
could only say
“Thank You”
For showing me how to be happy
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 7:51 AM UTC
Magical Thinking By Chris
We have scarcely begun to slowly
Climb the pit of species
evolution,
Let us not slide backwards into
oblivion
Just for nothing, just as we
Began to see the light.
Do our benefactors really
know what’s
Best for us? What kind
of rights
Can a person get to
make
Decisions for
humanity?
Leaving our
questions and
Anxieties underlying us.
Or people
misusing instinct for using it to
perceive threats instead of
opportunities.
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
Collaborate with Society, By Chris.
In the world of our benefactors or such, others calling
Others collaborators. As if such a term were,
Shameful.
I ask you, what greater endeavor exists than
That of collaboration?
For example in our current unparalleled enterprise
Refusal to collaborate is simply a refusal to grow
Which some insistence on suicide if you will.
Did the lungfish refuse to breathe air?
It did not,
It crept forth boldly while its brethren
remained in the
Blackest ocean abyss.
With lidless eye forever staring at the dark.
Ignorant, is it not? Doomed despite their
internal vigilance.
Would we model ourselves on the
trilobite?
Would that mean all accomplishments of
humanity
Could fade, nothing more than a layer of
broken,
Plastic shards, thinly strewn across a fossil
Bed, sandwiched between a burgess shell, and
Eons worth of mud? In order to
Be true to our nature and our destiny, we must aspire
to
Greater things we have outgrown our cradle.
It is feudal to cry for mother’s milk when our true
sustenance
Await us, Among the stars! Therefore I say yes! I am
a collaborator! We all must collaborate, willingly, eagerly, if we
expect to
Reap the benefits of unification. And reap we shall! Civic
deeds do not go unrewarded, and contrary wise complicity
with people's cause will
Not go unpunished. So please, be wise… Be safe, be aware.
We have plunged humanity into free-fall...
Now, is the moment to redeem ourselves.
© Chris .B 2017
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC