Wondering...

The title says it all

Here I sit,

wondering,

hoping that the night will prove as inspiration;

knowing that it's only because I'm here,

sitting,

wondering still

It's like they say, but never as you hear:

those pieces of fact that exist elsewhere,

and then carry on into the lives of here,

here

where I am sitting,

wondering still

I see those facts.

I resent those facts.

I resent those facts because they do not deserve to be anything but facts;

anything but reality.

But reality, it seems, only causes us all to sit, sit

wondering still

Carry on, the brave thoughts, and

resent what you may please.

It won't stop the breath of reality to continue.

Wondering,

wandering in the obscurity.

Sitting here wondering...

Reviews

[The Cute 1]

awesome poem really love "It's like they say, but never as you hear" line