"unaccessible" poems
pondered at the daydreams
wondering what they meant
slowing fading away it seems
we're all being spent
eerie, foolish, and unaccessible thoughts
faded and hazy, no longer being sought
Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 2:02 PM UTC
how did we start,
equating hope to silly?
the fallacy of optimism,
contrasted by the truth of pessimism,
confused as realism, facts
sent by a goal of ataraxia
(unachievable)
supported by leadership position
(unaccessible)
tinted of eudaimonia
(indefinible)
and the loss of getting ahead
at what cost?
do you tear down
others' hope
with your glance,
fuelled by your own
cowardly manner,
afraid of losing
what you never had,
walks around telling others they won't miss it?
Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 8:28 PM UTC