Lost Souls

Lost Souls

A Poem by ElenoraAurellia

We are the generation that loves the idea of love, but hates to be in the position where you have to care. In this generation we cause ourselves pain and then destroy our liver to get rid of it. A woman walking down the street at night alone is a rare sight because they are seen as objects to be fondled with instead of loved. Same sex marriage is legal yet people still get sick at the sight of a man kissing a man on the street; yet when a man kisses a girl in public people awe at them. We will watch the world pass us by , and say I will try to catch up to it tomorrow. In this generation we smoke too much, and drink until our insides burn. We don't like the world the way it is, but we will do nothing to change it because we feel as though we can't make a difference. We feel like we can talk, and scream, and plan, and try as much as we want, but who is going to listen to us? This generation has lost hope in itself. We have lost sight of what we can achieve because we have been blinded by being told for so long that we can't. We are the generation of lost souls.

© 2016 ElenoraAurellia


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ElenoraAurellia
Tell me what I am doing wrong, but please be gentle.

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Added on January 18, 2016
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ElenoraAurellia
ElenoraAurellia

Grand Rapids, MI



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