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Complex thoughts and theories
Cascade like a waterfall
With ripple effects
All throughout her soul
Never-ending

Maybe that is beauty
The never-ending-ness
Of life
Of death
Of thought

It has always burdened me..
Time
But now I can see
Time wasn't a thing to be measured
With suns, and hands, and numbers
Time is never-ending because
It does not exist
It is merely a burden we've made ourselves

Imagine how gorgeous a day would be
Without schedules
And alarm clocks
And meetings
And appointments
And shifts
And without running around
To be in the right place
At the right time
When really..
You have been in the right place
Since the beginning of time

Nothing is meant to be different
You are where
You were always meant to be

Say what's on your mind
Yell it, write it, speak it, shout it
Just make yourself heard
Because
There is only one of you here
And who knows how your voice
Will impact millions

Let your voice shatter the clouds,
For the only ones that will try to stop you,
Are the voices you have created.
I'll black out my eyes
And tell the voices to get lost
They don't listen
I never listened
Jubilant or numb?
The voices decide

You're throwing your life away
Life.
Work forever until you are
Physically unable
My mentality is already at stake
And I know you are to blame.

You will never understand what it is like to constantly question everything
It's a dramatic ***** thing.
I'm so ******* privileged.
I don't deserve to vent.

Those who know me would wonder
Why?
What must I vent about?
I have the perfect life
Good parents, loving boyfriend, great best friend,  and a decent enough brain.
I've seemingly "set myself up"
For a successful life

But you see I am spoiled.
I want to write beautiful things
And be away
From all the things I hate
The catalysts for the voices that boom

But that embankment might mean solitude.
So, I ask myself
Am I strong enough?
To ignore the voices?
To find fulfillment without compassion?

I should be alone.

Because I bring darkness to an already dim world

Maybe I should just let them have me.....quit fighting a battle
I'm bound to lose anyways

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