Materialist dreams are all you know.
Live carelessly.
Work endlessly.
Afford luxury.
Gluttony.
Insatiable minds let money pile high
Making mountains to fill the hollow heart.
Greedy desire ignites deep from inside,
You live an empty life.
Will the money cry when you die?
I yearn for absolution.
Only indifference provides
A clear look at life.
The silent war ends, no time for amends,
Only to reprimand.
Enjoy your time in your own private hell.
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
Materialist dreams are all you know.
Live carelessly.
Work endlessly.
Afford luxury.
Gluttony.
Insatiable minds let money pile high
Making mountains to fill the hollow heart.
Greedy desire ignites deep from inside,
You live an empty life.
Will the money cry when you die?
I yearn for absolution.
Only indifference provides
A clear look at life.
The silent war ends, no time for amends,
Only to reprimand.
Enjoy your time in your own private hell.
A poem without a title because it is about you and you lost yours the day you walked out that door.
