This World Has Never Been Sane

The craziness of life and the world we live in.

Tired of not's and cant's

Love ties us up in knots

Worn out from every cursed

Shouldn't, can't and won't.

Waiting on the echoes of dreams

This life rips out your heart

Frustration rests within the present

And rejection nests within the ghosts of the past

And feeds upon the wishes of tomorrow.

We start out as nothing and with nothing 

And all life does is take us back to nothing.

Maybe this is all just another goodbye,

Maybe its all some kind of final farewell.

I always thought it was better 

To be yourself maybe I was wrong.

(To tell you the truth

You'll never understand me

Even if I started all over again).

How can you pretend to be happy?

When in the shades of happiness

The heart aches for outlines of ghosts and shadows.

How can you not get angry?

When life is death rotting your principles

The heart bleeds away through your painted paradise.

The world makes us hate and destroy the heart.

Its not who will rescue your soul from the abyss,

Its who will steal your soul that should worry you.

Its plain to see this world has never been sane,

The world tears out your heart and soul. 

Chewed up and spat out.

All love does is drag you down

All role models become detestable 

This world tests us to detest.

(There is a stream of truth 

Deceived in the treasures unlocked 

And left within the feelings unsaid).

Reviews

[M Baker]

It always affects me when poets reuse certain words in their work. You do that with precision and great effect in this piece. You hit all the right chords and evoke the appropriate emotions with the words you've chosen.

The final stanza has left me completely speechless. I am turning it over and over in my mind, trying to unlock its deepest meaning. And their in lies the brilliance of the lines: "(There is a stream of truth / Deceived in the treasures unlocked / And left within the feelings unsaid)." The very truth we seek, the comfort from all the insanity and negative energies of the world are hidden away. Instead we emphasize the chaos and negativity, much like you have illustrated with this poem. That "truth deceived," I would like to believe, is something hopeful. Maybe one day, we'll be able to find it.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Wonderful! This is all true..

[Stef Outsiders]

Actually, i think your spot on about this world... we all have seen different and have different views but this is to the point... brilliant piece!

[cfix]

there is some truth in this write. very well written.

[cfix]

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