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Feb 2018
She swore lives were more than what we were taught.

Sea Shores  Ocean pores and Land Locked.

She  spoke of passion I had never felt.

Said when true purpose hit you
that the false self would melt.

I wondered what parts of me were real...

And then it hit me,
I had been keeping such distance
from the sore truths of my existence.

I tried to hide it but i never really hid it

I tried to fight it but i never did get it.

I started wondering,
why psychology wasn't taught in school...

I started to think that humans were very cruel.

but it started at the soul, it started at the core
How could we ever grow, if we never knew more.

Why do I get sad, why do things seem funny?
why do so many spend their entire lives running?

Why don't parents understand the neediness of the young.
Why do we all age, feeling slowly hung

Asphyxiation of the mind
or maybe its the soul,
maybe its asphyxiation of humanity in a whole.
and we do it ourselves
through a collective ego.

why are we so scared to be vulnerable?
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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