Sep 2014
Despite its wonders enclosed by fatuous walls
'Boxes' are the entities of our translucent merriment
Creating that canopy out of our prodigious stronghold
We feel unscathed by the demon’s vice
We’re just the same
*As we are inside
'Boxes' are the entities of our translucent merriment
Creating that canopy out of our prodigious stronghold
We feel unscathed by the demon’s vice
We’re just the same
*As we are inside
This is from one of my works, 'Mavericks'.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/792751/mavericks/
Remember when you're a kid. Your dad bought a refrigerator or a washing machine. You don't care about those. You just wanna play with those big boxes. Begging your parents not to throw them away. And you make this fort that can protect you from anything, But then you grew up.
After all the pain you 'survived',
you realized you're the BOX.
And you realized that you're the demon too.
Because the truth kills you. And you had enough.
So you can choose to **** the demon or
let it reside in you.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/792751/mavericks/
Remember when you're a kid. Your dad bought a refrigerator or a washing machine. You don't care about those. You just wanna play with those big boxes. Begging your parents not to throw them away. And you make this fort that can protect you from anything, But then you grew up.
After all the pain you 'survived',
you realized you're the BOX.
And you realized that you're the demon too.
Because the truth kills you. And you had enough.
So you can choose to **** the demon or
let it reside in you.
