Can you hear me yet, God?A Poem by Lotus Allgoode
It is predetermined that we will never be wholly satisfied,
we will always want more. More fleeting, resentment-filled codependence. More desperate loneliness. More unreachable goals and unattainable ambitions. More scarring intrusions. More sacrifice disguised as compromise. More shreds of innocence ripped away, sans resistance. More grime caked onto skin. Even more filth suffocating minds. More red-hot rage. More disregard for positivity. More animalistic ferocity. More clear-minded, thought-lacking, drowned-in-drink impulse. More meaningless thoughts to fill a dull, defeated mind. © 2016 Lotus Allgoode |
StatsAuthorLotus AllgoodeHouston, TXAboutI am currently attending the University of Houston. I am majoring in English with an emphasis on creative writing and I am minoring in Anthropology. I enjoy getting sufficiently drunk on cheap wine an.. more..Writing
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