FacelessA Poem by Mika =^-^=
Walking alone glancing around, facing the world
I see stillness in people's faces glancing forward with no expression in their eyes the lifeless movements they make almost seems like it's all fake. The sunlight doesn't feel warm anymore it seems like everything has grown cold the agonizing pain left in the air seems to be ignored by everyone. If we look up at the sky and we see the same stars why are we not living in the same world? the truth is, you have been fed too many lies nothing seems real, everyone seems to be under someone's control. Thinking freely, is that wrong? I get a hunch, that everything is a lie standing still looking out at the world is every movement been premeditated? something tells me even my thoughts were created by someone else. If I extend my hand out to the sky would you explain to me what is life? in this world that's slowly rusting I can't even trust my words or thoughts if I'm like you, then why I'm not lifeless? As a new day begins and I open my eyes all the tears I shed have been erased my movements not longer are mine am I becoming one of them? as much as I struggle to fight this every ounce of strength I had leaves my body. I close my eyes and think back how it felt to be alive I regain my strength and begin to fight it I don't want to be one of them if I have to live like an outcast I rather be the odd one, than become another doll. If we look up at the sky and we see the same stars why are we not living in the same world? the truth is, you have been fed too many lies nothing seems real, everyone seems to be under someone's control. If I extend my hand out to the sky would you explain to me what is life? in this world that's slowly rusting I can't even trust my words or thoughts if I'm like you, then why I'm not lifeless? I'm not someone's doll. © 2017 Mika =^-^= |
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2 Reviews Added on April 26, 2017 Last Updated on April 27, 2017 AuthorMika =^-^=San Diego , CAAboutI just write to express myself, because is hard for me to express verbally but in writing, I can let every ounce of emotion out. more..Writing
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