Reality Check

Blech Slamming

Last night I walked to that huge hill,

The one that over-looks the sea,

And lets me see, the world not as it seems,

But how it should be.

Because the reality, of the world around me

Is too… Bleak.  And it renders me

Unbearably weak and makes me weep,

Silently, in my mind. Makes me crave for

A smile that is kind not cold. And,

Arms outstretched to hold me not my money.

This money that I’ve worked my,

A*s off for, the plastic tokens that should’ve,

Would’ve, let me fly.

But no, the devil is always close behind,

Taunting me telling me it’s mine! All mine!

But the air in this reality is too thick,

Too heavy to bear too thin to wear,

And yet it is shared, with everyone to

Crush their hopes and dreams, and

Rip their childish bliss at the seams!

So when last night this foreboding,

Bleak and lifeless realty, Came to

See me, came to rip me and pluck me like leaves

From a dying tree, I walked.

I left that b*****d to look and stare,

As I walked to the hill and made myself bare,

To the glare of the stars and let realty, blindly,

Show me the world not how it should seem,

But how it is.

 

 

Author's Note

Let me know what you think, i'm trying this out.

Reviews

[Crowley]

This is very heavy and real, I love finding that spot were the veil of reality is lifted and if even for a moment we don't have to think about the bullshit responsibilities that cloud our happiness. The big thing is, how to do this daily and realize that we can have that peace at the drop of a hat if we give up a little control...No? Great Poem.

[ChristianM]

Wow. I'm back and very happy to see that I have quite a handful of your great pieces that I have yet to read.
You write like no one else on this site and that is a great thing.