#versesad
it's getting really hard to keep caring
everyday I keeping pushing on for no reason
maybe its hope that guiding me along
but most days hope seems like a pipe dream
keeping up appearances for everyone Else's sake
that's what a good child does
most days I live in a dream
a dream of something I try to be
something people can be proud of
I always fail at what I try
and everyone is so nice
pretending not to notice
don't know how much more of this
I'm willing to walk through
but I guess time will tell
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 1:21 PM UTC
In helter-skelter everyone scatter.
I joined the rest of
legs to jump gutter.
Everyone is an Africa jet.
Flying dug above the moon.
Countless permanently fell to
the earth.
Now east is a hell
and north,an earthquake.
While west is a flooding ocean.
Forked lightening
and thunder guard the south.
Yet the center is slippery.
Death is calling everyone.
Our Eden became ***** and Gomorrah.
I ran to undestiny
destination,
being pursue by guns and cutlasses.
Panting like hunting dog.
I stumbled and fell into a trance.
I saw an old blind woman,
too blind to behold darkness.
Jubliating with hands
placed on her head.
Mother can't recognize her child,
let alone an eye desirer.
I am as helpless as
helpless herself.
I was so paralysed to stand up.
I gazed at her with eyes of mercy
but was posses with
legs of paralysis.
Because life race is forever.
Continually falling
and rising
in dying and living,
I ran to an edge
I lifted up my head
and saw a gun
pointing at my forehead
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 10:48 AM UTC