My Life Is not VR

up, down, left, right,
this is real life
no secret codes tonight
no save spot to try and resolve my strife
no regeneration
no way to heal the pain
for my obligation
will outlast the never ending rain
i have no codes
no tips and tricks
my anger comes in loads
maybe im just a prick
maybe i need to die
i have have barely a quarter heart
if i had a clue as to why
a quest journal of my life to tear apart
i can pick out the exact spots
the karma moments that determine the endgame
like a graph with exact points and plots
i could have went that way and had fame
i went this way
self indulgence, only looking out for myself
i wish i could reach behind my ear today
flip a switch, put this horrid occulus of my life back on the shelf

Reviews

[Thomas]

Hi ,guys ,, Thanks for your writing.. From your poem I can touch your heart because every line of it tells about your own story and own opinions towards life ..I wish you have the best of luck and step forward.