Mess Age

Just a little something, a little of everything thrown into together. This age as no message so everything get's thrown in together & get's accepted whether it makes sense or not. Makes no difference.

There's too much of everything
And not enough at the same time.

I'm a cultured vulture and forgotten rebel
Picking at the bones of my idols; dead poets and unforgotten rebels. 
Regurgitating them back out into our mess age
Don't know what I enjoy or what I even want to do anymore.

Stuck in a mess of an age where nothing means anything 
And where everything means nothing. All I see is repeats of repeats.

Don't dare be different;
Don't disobey the rules,
Don't dare being imaginative.
Don't write and don't relate, dear.

Life is not for the living, too much life is the death of us. 
My mind completes repeats.

There's too much of everything nowadays
And not enough at the same time.
Not enough with a message in this mess of an age.
It all makes no sense and it all add's up at the same time.

Too many headaches and heartaches, waiting for an empty box
To make my life complete. To find substance I have to turn the clock back.

Author's Note

One of the sickest things I was ever told
was by a therapist a long time ago.
'Don't write and don't be so imaginative, and don't question everything.'
Like thanks. May as well have said don't be yourself and don't live.
That drove me on to write more and to write this.
As things seem such a mess these days.
Image found from this series: http://auriosectioarts.com/time.html

Reviews

[Fleur-de-lys]

I am glad you went against what that therapist said!

This poem really struck me as I feel I can relate to these sentiments quite well. I have always had a passion for looking in to the past for my inspiration because the modern world is just too impersonal, too complex, too busy, too full. To delve into the past for inspiration is a divine release from all of the chaos. I often feel I was born too late.

Beautiful poem!

[auriosectioarts]

Your writing is concise, with layers of possible meaning.
I'm honored that you chose to use the image of Migratory Dance as the accompanying thumbnail.
You DIDN'T ask permission to use my image.
Thank you for knowing that you didn't have to.
Lainey Sainte Marie

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

brilliant and astute~ you express a jaded generation breaking out of jaded shells in spectacular illustrations~recreating~redreaming~ engaging language as the new weapon against societies hell bent on regulating little automatons~
*applause*

[Dandy in the Underworld]

"Don't dare be different;
Don't disobey the rules,
Don't dare being imaginative.
Don't write and don't relate, dear."
This could be the twin to "Betty Blue Generation." You and I are on the same plane on that one. Though really, this poem was like being whisked away into your mind. I really hope it isn't that grim, though. Oh, and BTW, that therapist was a moron. Trufax.

[truth]

This is a provocative write and one that tells the truth about who you are - the writing purpose. As for the therapist - well we all know we he/she will be when things go wrong - without a word to say or write. And without communication how do we reach across the globe and touch on brilliance like this. Thanks for sharing this cheers

[deeps]

Don't dare be different;
Don't disobey the rules,
Don't dare being imaginative.
Don't write and don't relate, dear.

Awesome words here.
A long time ago I saw this therapist and she told me writing was for losers
and for those who are of suicide. I told her where she could go.

She ask me how I was feeling "I told her about 60 bucks less than what I
came in here with" She looked at me and said "How do you really feel?"
I sat down looked at her and she looked at me and I replied "Well I feel
I am waisting my time" That is all we said for an whole hour. I wasn't going
to spill my soul to a perfect stranger.

Anyways I write to free what is in my herat and soul.
That is the best therapy in the world. Least I think so.
When no one will listen grab for a pen
When a stranger don't get it grab for a pen.

I like this. Well said.

[A.Lee]

Wow any therapist that told you that should be put out of a job. "Don't be so imaginative" Pfft. Without imagination, many of us on here wouldn't be. And don't question? Life is nothing more than a gigantic series of questions. Question everything! Excellent work, as usual. I like the flow of this one. Great work.

[Desert Dreamer]

"Don't know what I enjoy or what I even want to do anymore"
I see this all around me in the attitudes of people, it seems the majority want to be entertained and they can't bare a single moment of silence in which to hear their own thoughts. I remember being told not to question everything, and I can't take that advice, it is who I am, I am always wondering...
Your poem so much sums up what I see around me in people, not here on this site since most people who write don't fit in with the majority, but around me in the real world in the places where most people do the same things with their life and really don't know what they like to do. Thank you for sharing. I really like this poem and will be back to read it again.