He is a *******
A wreck without direction
Floating aimlessly
Amidst the vast sea
A theft of time
His own
And those around him
His shoulders?
Unburdened
By the weight
Brought to him
By life themself
Simply
he stares
Testing life's mercy
Seamlessly unaware
Of their cruelty
He hides behind
Complex reasons
Conning sweet, cruel life
In the end
When all Is done
And said
He'll stand shamefully
Labeling himself
victim
And I'd stare at him
Thinking:
Idiotically, naive
man
How foolish can you become?
And I've seen you
Try to make sense
Of why you lack it
The drive they all have
The care they carry
like it's law
And how you look down
upon your uncalloused hands
Wondering if you've broke
Or been born broke
What wrong you did
That they all did right?
What is agency ?
Fear
you know well
But this...
Is a concept
Known only by name
Not experience
And how you think it
Changing
Becoming another
But where do you begin?
Why can't you give that up?
Why don't you listen?
Why don't you do?
*******
I stare at you
In the mirror
Nothing more of you
The promise made of you
Which you did not follow through
*******
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 3:45 PM UTC
He is a *******
A wreck without direction
Floating aimlessly
Amidst the vast sea
A theft of time
His own
And those around him
His shoulders?
Unburdened
By the weight
Brought to him
By life themself
Simply
he stares
Testing life's mercy
Seamlessly unaware
Of their cruelty
He hides behind
Complex reasons
Conning sweet, cruel life
In the end
When all Is done
And said
He'll stand shamefully
Labeling himself
victim
And I'd stare at him
Thinking:
Idiotically, naive
man
How foolish can you become?
And I've seen you
Try to make sense
Of why you lack it
The drive they all have
The care they carry
like it's law
And how you look down
upon your uncalloused hands
Wondering if you've broke
Or been born broke
What wrong you did
That they all did right?
What is agency ?
Fear
you know well
But this...
Is a concept
Known only by name
Not experience
And how you think it
Changing
Becoming another
But where do you begin?
Why can't you give that up?
Why don't you listen?
Why don't you do?
*******
I stare at you
In the mirror
Nothing more of you
The promise made of you
Which you did not follow through
*******
This poem is about the self, and what it is like watching everyone around you do or fight to do something with their lives yet you feel stagnant and unable to rise to the occasion despite what is on the line for you.