![]() Black Mirrors and BulletsA Poem by Dennis Shanaberg
Confusion eats my brain.
I cannot wash away the stains, The world leaves me behind. What have I done with my mind? I cannot escape this cage. What is love in the modern age? We swipe away the pain. I've only got myself to blame. Time to forget your dreams. Every night you're losing sleep Till you're numb in the head. Black mirrors'll leave you walking dead. Illusions upon light walls. Allusions to things you can't recall. Oral histories shared viral-- Search: how to stand up when we fall? And take me at my word I'm not at all what you've heard. I am a boy and not a man. I will never ever understand What it is we're supposed to do Before our time has come and through. I just wanna try and live my life But sometimes I think I'd rather die. Now, I've kicked the bucket, and call it. That's not how you're s'posed bite the bullet. The light that's failing behind these eyes-- Our souls are an ever fading lie. Please bury the results. I'm sorry for all these faults. Cracks in the armor Doubts that I harbor Uncertainty Banality Is it just me or everyone else? Is it something that I can sell? A knife in my back, The knife in my hand, Up on the wall. It's time to rebrand. Lethargy weighs me down. Cannot lift myself from the ground. Might as well just watch the walls. How I got here? I can't recall. © 2017 Dennis ShanabergReviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 30, 2017 Last Updated on August 30, 2017 Author![]() Dennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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