The QuestionA Poem by fkngodwritten towards the end of my senior year of college. i was having an existential crisis about my future. (2004)
My soul cries for freedom.
My mind drifts away from necessity. My heart is slowly dying while I continue to barely live up to the pointless expectations of others. How long can I ignore my desires? Yet in a moment of forgetfulness, my soul is at peace my mind is caught up in the moment but my heart beats away knowing all the while that this is only fleeting. And in an instant my happiness is torn away. Dashed upon the rocks to give way to misery. Echoing through my body revealing the emptiness within me. And still the question remains. Haunting me until I finally will answer no more. © 2015 fkngod |
StatsAuthorfkngodAboutI write for me. To take the emotions from my mind and put them on the page where they cant hurt me. more..Writing
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