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| A Poem Wrote "Death:Reality::Reality:Death"
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Late night, tires screech
Head spinning, body moving
Sudden darkness
Am i alive or dead?
White lines appear
Concrete hot and steamy
Screams but not mine
No one around
I feel my mind wondering
Can't move
This is it
The feeling of death
Sounds of sirens
Turned ringing
This isn't real
It is only a dream
Why does it feel so real?
Am i dying inside?
Are we all dying in some way?
Not knowing where the end is
Waiting for the white light
Waiting for the tears of sorry
This love
This hate
Killing us
Its hard to face
That we are all just the same
Sometimes i feel like i'm running away from something, when i'm not running at all. I belive that we are the only ones we are running from. I see so many people today scared to be who they are. We are putting on masks everyday to cover up something real and when we look into that mirror what do we see? Its not the real you. Its only someone that looks like you, but really isn't.
Recently i've been thinking about my friends and people my age. I'm only 19-20 years old and most of my friends are as well. Though its sad that we are freaking out way sooner then our parents did. We are having our midlife crisis when we haven't even begun our lives. Sometimes i feel like we are all living just to die. I mean look at our planet by the time i'm fifty or sixty my children and grandchildren will probably never see what we call society. Everything is going to be so fucked that society isn't going to exist. So sometimes i think the midlife crisis that me and my friends are going through is our mid life. Our Planet is dying, civilization will be dead sooner then we expect. we turn our focus on saving our planet but what about us? Shouldn't someone be thinking about saving society. I don't know life is strange. something no one will be able to understand.
Other then that i saw something really disturbing today and i mean disturbing like WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?
So i'm walking down 6th street in Austin after eating at my favorite restaurant Roux (great place) and i cut down this ally to get to 7th street and out of no where behind a dumpster i see two homeless people fucking. and they don't even bother stopping as i start to walk really really really really really fast i mean shit i don't care that they were fucking i mean if i was homeless i would at least get some action every once in a while. Anyways i just thought i would leave on a happy note |
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Posted by BillabongPro06 on 2007-12-18 01:51:45 | Rating: | Views: 107
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