How do we find who we are of who we're meant to be is so far out of our reach? When you see what I see what life seems to be you see something ugly. Disturbing. Close your eyes and take deep breaths. Count to ten. Count to ten. Count to ten. Breathe. Does it work? I didn't think so. I knew so, I know so. When you see what I see what life seems to be you struggle. It's a pain, a pain to know everything. And yet, nothing. You see what I see and can't make sense of what you see. Do you see? Seeing is deceiving. A mirage for believing. When you see what I see what life seems to be you can't understand. You can't, you can't, you can't. So give up and close your eyes. Don't see what you see. Just listen to me.
AHHHH!!!! A fellow Cassandra Clare City of Bones fanatic! Let me just say: I approve!!!!! Now, this poem rings with a morbid truth that getting sometimes getting lost can bury you deep in your own underground, and I can see the these words in action. Great write Brooke. :)
Very nice,
Very fitting given my recent thoughts. That said I like the format and the truth to senses deceiving us. Often it feels like giving up, but willpower plays a part in it all. So you will the world around you. That is knowing that it happens for a reason, understanding the reasons gets tricky. Love the piece. Hope your well.
Chris
100/100
it was so great i could read it over and over again and never be tyred of it! its one of those pieces that has no one ofthoose parts u dont liek i love it all
AHHHH!!!! A fellow Cassandra Clare City of Bones fanatic! Let me just say: I approve!!!!! Now, this poem rings with a morbid truth that getting sometimes getting lost can bury you deep in your own underground, and I can see the these words in action. Great write Brooke. :)
The best lines in this poem are:
"Seeing is deceiving.
A mirage for believing."
Not everything we see is real, because we can't always see the truth.
Excellent poem, one of your best.
Our senses came to us to help us understand what's happening to us. There are things seen that we cannot understand. And there are things heard but we cannot see...and yet we have to understand.
Life is absurd...so never never get confused. Sometimes it lies upon how you think and feel...
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Speculate over my alluring, yet ominous creations.
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But do not forget, this dreamland has an eve.. more..