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Feb 2019
A drudge to life that’s all I am
Day in day out
Living the same boring plan
I need a vent, a spout
somewhere I can let this all out

I’m following the steps
Doing everything right
Why does it feel like there is no meaning to life

Is there anything more
Where is that serendipitous feeling of joy
It seems that there is a missing piece in this ploy

Seeking fulfillment and purpose
Why does g-d start out by hurting us

They say it prepares us
Then why doesn’t g-d just spare us

We strive
We’re deprived
We seek for more
But why and what is life even for

These thoughts go round and round
Just when I think I’m over them
They remind me I’m bound

Bound to time
Bound to life
Bound to something incomprehensible
Why do we have to even live by this principle

Sometimes I’m content
I don’t complain or vent
But then life stands still
And I wonder
do I need to take a pill

Make this all go away
Just one a day
I won’t wonder
I won’t wander
Not one single ponder

Give into the norm
The world is my stage
It’s where I perform

Put on my best face
Follow a steady pace
Day in day out
This is what life is about
Written by
Sonia  F
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